Friday, April 6, 2012

"Why?" by Nichole Nordeman

Beautiful, heart-felt lyrics typify Nichole Nordeman's songwriting.
Gifted with the ability to tell stories through song, she paints a
moving picture of a little girl witnessing the events of the cross.
This is one of our favorites.

by Nichole Nordeman
Album--This Mystery

We rode into town the other day
Just me and my daddy
He said I've finally reached that age
And I could ride next him on a horse that
of course was not quite as wide

We heard a crowd of people shouting
And so we stopped to find out why
There was that man that my dad said he loved
But today there was fear in his eyes

So I said, "Daddy, why are they screaming?
Why are the faces of some of them beaming?
Why is he dressed in that bright purple robe?
I bet that crown hurts him more than he shows
Daddy, please, can't you do something?
He looks as though he's going to cry
You said he was stronger than all of those guys
Daddy, please tell me why?
Why does everyone want him to die?"

Later that day the sky grew cloudy
And daddy said I should go inside.
Somehow he knew things would get stormy.
Boy, was he right
But I could not keep from wondering if there was something he had to hide
So after he left I had to find out
I was not afraid of getting lost
So I followed the crowds to a hill where I knew men had been killed
And I heard a voice come from the cross...

And it said,
"Father, why are they screaming?
Why are the faces of some of them beaming?
Why are they casting their lots for my robe?
This crown of thorns hurts me more than it shows.
Father, please, can't you do something?
I know you must hear my cry
I thought I could handle a cross of this size
Father, remind me why?
Why does everyone want me to die?
When will I understand why?"

"My Precious Son, I hear them screaming
I'm watching the face of the enemy beaming
But soon I will clothe you in robes of my own
Jesus, this hurts me much more than you know
But this dark hour, I must do nothing
I've heard your unbearable cry
The power in your blood destroys all of the lies
Soon you'll see past their unmerciful eyes
Look there below, see the child
Trembling by her father's side.
Now I can tell you why..
She is why you must die."

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