The Hammer

I was in the crowd the day that Jesus died
And as He hung upon the cross His mother cried
I saw the crown of thorns He wore
The stripes upon His back
The water and the blood ran out
And then the sky turned black
My mind was filled with anger
My heart filled with shame
This man brought only healing
Who could bring Him pain?
Why does it seems the strong
They always victimize the weak
And suddenly I found myself
Standing to my feet

And I cried
Who nailed Him there?
This Child of peace and mercy
Who nailed Him there?
Come and face me like a man
Who nailed Him there?
And the crowd began to mock me
I cried “Oh my GOd, I just don’t understand
Then I turned and saw the hammer
in my hand!

I am just a Roman soldier
An ordinary man
I love my wife and children
I do the best I can
But how could I have killed Him
THere must be someone else
I got to find an answer
I cannot blame myself

I nailed Him there
This Child of peace and mercy
I nailed Him there
I am the guilty man
With my sins and transgressions
I cried; “Oh my God, now I understand
When I turned and saw the hammer…
In my hand!