He Chose The Nails

He came to Earth to bring me back
And let Himself fall under attack
For His love of lowly men
Who don't understand--not now, nor then.

He chose the nails that hung him there
To reconcile my sin's despair
And took on Him a crown of thorns
To shore me up 'gainst coming storms.

He chose the nails that pierced His skin
And beckoned me to come with Him;
For as He died on Calvary,
He returned my wayward soul to me.

He broke the bands unbreakable
To show with love unshakable
That one day I may too return
To that sweet place for which I yearn.

C.R.E.