Letras
One day, a crowd, stood face to face
The Holy God of every race
The final chance for them to humbly bow
But as their King was crucified
No tears of sorrow filled their eyes
As they cursed His name and spat upon His brow
They should have cried, "Holy, worthy,"
As loud their voices raised
They should have cried, "Master,
We surrender to your will and to your way"
Instead they cried, "Crucify! Let Him die!
Let's take His life away!"
They should have cried "Holy"
On crucifixion day
No greater love was ever shown
Than the love He showed his very own.
As He prayed, "Father, for this deed forgive"
He knew that they were unaware
That Holy God was hanging there
What an opportunity they missed
They should have cried, "Holy, worthy,"
As loud their voices raised
They should have cried, "Master,
We surrender to your will and to your way"
Instead they cried, "Crucify! Let Him die!
Let's take His life away!"
They should have cried "Holy"
On crucifixion day
Holy! Holy! Holy! Lord, God Almighty!
Instead they cried, "Crucify! Let Him die!
Let's take His life away!"
They should have cried "Holy! Holy!"
On crucifixion day
Holy! Holy is Thy Name!
