Ten Thousand Angels

They bound the hands of Jesus in the garden where He prayed;
They led Him through the streets in shame.
They spat upon the Savior, so pure and free from sin.
They said "Crucify Him! He's to blame."

Upon His precious head they placed a crown of thorns;
They laughed and said "Behold the King!"
They struck Him and they cursed Him, and mocked His holy name.
All alone He suffered everything.

He could have called ten thousand angels to destroy the world and set Him free.
He could have called ten thousand angels,
But He died alone for you and me.

When they nailed Him to the cross,
His mother stood nearby;
He said, "Woman, behold thy son!"
He cried, "I thirst for water,"
But they gave Him none to drink.
Then the sinful work of man was done.

To the howling mob He yielded;
He did not for mercy cry.
The cross of shame He took alone.
And when He cried, "It's finished,"
He gave Himself to die.
Salvation's wondrous plan was done.

He could have called ten thousand angles to destroy the world and set Him free.
I could have called ten thousand angels,
But He died alone for you and me.

He could have called ten thousand angels......
Christ didn't have to die on the cross. It would've only taken a few simple words and He would've been in Heaven instead of dying on that tree for me and for you...horrible, wretched sinners. But He didn't. He *chose* to die on that tree. The Bible says in John 19:30 that "When Jesus therefore had received the vinegar, he said, It is finished: and he bowed his head, and gave up the ghost." Jesus gave Himself up to die for me...a wretched, undeserving sinner.