They bound the hands of Jesus
in the Garden where he prayed,
They led him through the streets in shame,
They spat upon the Saviour,
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,
and all along he suffered everything.
He could have called 10,000 angels,
to destroy the world, and set Him free.
He could have called 10,000 angels,
but He died alone, for you and me.
in the Garden where he prayed,
They led him through the streets in shame,
They spat upon the Saviour,
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,
and all along he suffered everything.
He could have called 10,000 angels,
to destroy the world, and set Him free.
He could have called 10,000 angels,
but He died alone, for you and me.
