I watched as the soldierâs laid the cross on His back that day
I followed the blood-stained footprints He left as they led Him away
I witnessed the way He surrendered to nails through His hands and His feet
Like a lamb, He was led to the slaughter
What a horrible sight to see
I canât turn away from His suffering
I canât turn away from His price
I witnessed each moment of torment
He endured on the day that He died
I imagine the way He was wounded
Iâll picture it all for I know
Everything Jesus went through on the cross
Was a horrible debt that I owed
To think of the that it cost Him and cry for the scars He had
To run to be first to serve Him
Though I know I canât pay Him back
To live my whole life as a debtor
To think of myself as a slave
Thatâs the least I can offer to thank Him for the terrible price He paid
So I wonât turn away from His suffering
I wonât turn away from His price
I witnessed each moment of torment
He endured on the day that He died
Iâll imagine the way He was wounded
Iâll picture it for I know
Everything Jesus went through on the cross
Was a horrible debt that I owed
Jesus paid it all
All to Him I owe
So I thank Him for all of His suffering
Iâll thank Him for all of His price
Iâll remember each moment of torment
He endured on the day that He died
Iâll imagine the way He was wounded
And Iâll picture it all for I know
Everything Jesus went through on the cross
Was a horrible debt that I owed
For everything Jesus went through on the cross
My life is the debt that I owe
He paid the debt I owe