They tell me Jesus died
For my transgressions
That he paid that price a long, long time ago
 

 

When he gave his life for me
On a hill called Calvary
But there's something else I want to know

Does he still feel the nails
Every time I fail?
Can he hear the crowd cry "Crucify" again?
Am I causing him pain?
Then I know I've got to change
I just can't bear the thought of hurting him.

It seems that I'm so good at breaking promises
And I treat his precious grace so carelessly.
But each time he forgives
What if he re-lives
The agony He felt on that tree?

Do you still feel the nails
Every time I fail?
Have I crucified you, Jesus, with my sins?
Oh, I'm tired of playing games.
I really want to change
I never want to hurt you again.

Holy, Holy
Holy is the Lord
Holy, Holy
Holy is the Lord