There Came From the Skies

There came from the skies in the days long ago, The Lord with a message of love; The world knew Him not; He was treated with scorn— This wonderful gift from above.

They crowned Him with thorns, He was beaten with stripes, He was smitten and nailed to the tree; But the pain in His heart was the hardest to bear, The heart that was broken for me.

He came to His own—to the ones that He loved; The sheep that had wandered astray; They heard not His voice; but the friend of mankind Was hated and driven away.

The birds have their nest, and the foxes have holes, But He had no place for His head; A pallet of stone on the cold mountainside, Was all that He had for His bed.

I cannot reject such a Saviour as He; Dishonor and wound Him again; I'll go to His feet and repent of my sin, Be willing to suffer the pain.

I'll take up my cross, I will walk by His side, For the pathway of duty I see; I will follow my Lord and abide in His heart, The heart that was broken for me.