Known By The Scars

Mother Mary cried
As she held heaven in her arms
For the shadow of the scar
She saw was clear
As her own bewildered baby
Lay weeping for the world
Whose frightened tears
Would free us all from fear
The marks of death
That God chose never to erase
The wounds of love’s eternal war
When the kingdom comes
With its perfected sons
He will be known by the scars
For a time He sought
To tell the world He was the Way
That God the father had a human heart
With His own holy hands He sought
To touch and heal their scars
But they chose to tear
Those gentle hands apart
No one was there
To wipe away the tears
That burned the holy eyes of God
As He looked upon
His one and only Son
Who’d never sinned nor lied
Yet was crucified
The marks of death
That God chose never to erase
The wounds of love’s eternal war
When the kingdom comes
With its perfected sons
He will be known by the scars
And after they had slain Him
And laid Him in the grave
And the ones He loved
Had fled into the dark
Then love and power raised Him
And God won the victory
But they only recognized Him
By the scars
The marks of death
That God chose never to erase
The wounds of love’s eternal war
When the kingdom comes
With its perfected sons
He will be known by the scars
The marks of death
That God chose never to erase
The wounds of love’s eternal war
When the kingdom comes
With its perfected sons
He will be known by the scars
The marks of death
That God chose never to erase
The wounds of love’s eternal war
When the kingdom comes
With its perfected sons
He will be known by the scars
The marks of death
That God chose never to erase
The wounds of love’s eternal war
When the kingdom comes
With its perfected sons
He will be known by the scars