He walked the streets to calvary
The rugged cross he bore
The crowd stood by and watch this man
They heard him preach before
I know I'll never be worthy
Such a love I never find
When He was on the cross
I was on His mind
The look of love was on His face
The thorn on His head
The blood that stained His scarlet robe
Stained it crimson red
Though His eyes were on the crowd that day
Yet He looked ahead in time
When He was on the cross
I was on His mind
He knew me Yet He loved me
He whose Glory makes the Heaven shine
Unworthy of such mercy
When He was on the cross
I was on His mind
When He was on the cross
I was on His mind
No one ever care for me
Like Jesus
There's no other friend so kind
No one else could take my sin and darkness from me
Oh how much He cares for me
When He was on the cross
When He was on the cross
I was on His Mind
The End...

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