Born To Die

I’ve had this song on my heart for several days now and thought I would share it this morning. This Christmas season, let’s not forget the ultimate purpose of the Babe in the manger…

On the night Christ was born
Just before the break of morn,
As the stars in the sky were fading,
O’er the place where He lay,
Fell a shadow cold and gray
Of a cross that would humble a King.

Born to die upon Calv’ry,
Jesus suffered my sin to forgive;
Born to die upon Calv’ry,
He was wounded that I might live.

Jesus knew when He came
He would suffer in shame,
He could feel ev’ry pain and sorrow.
But He left Paradise,
With His blood He paid the price –
My redemption to Jesus I owe.

Born to die upon Calv’ry,
Jesus suffered my sin to forgive;
Born to die upon Calv’ry,
He was wounded that I might live.

From His throne Jesus came,
Laid aside Heaven’s fame
In exchange for the cross of Calv’ry;
For my gain suffered loss,
For my sin He bore the cross –
He was wounded and I was set free.

Born to die upon Calv’ry,
Jesus suffered my sin to forgive;
Born to die upon Calv’ry,
He was wounded that I might live.

Dearest Lord, evermore
May Thy cross I adore
As I follow the path to Calv’ry;
Of Thy death I partake,
My ambition I forsake –
All my will I surrender to Thee.

Born to die upon Calv’ry,
Jesus suffered my sin to forgive;
Born to die upon Calv’ry,
He was wounded that I might live.

(Ron Hamilton)