This blood

Vi firar påsk... Påsken i Sverige har ju blivit en hopblandning av gamla "hedniska" traditioner (påskkärringar, ris, ägg osv osv.) och kristna traditioner. Vi som tror på Jesus tror att han under långfredagen dog, för att det var så det var bestämt. Vi tror också att Jesus uppstod på påskdagen. Han gjorde det för att bygga en bro till Gud för oss människor. Jesus själv firade ju påsk, för att fira judarnas uttåg ur Egypten och det var under judarnas påsk, som Han själv blev dödad, vilket vi firar idag...

Carman är en kristen artist som jag tycker är fantastisk. Han har skrivit en sång som heter "This blood", som handlar om Jesus död. Ofta är hans texter en hel berättelse och så även denna sång.
Jag hittade den på Youtube och bilderna är från filmen "Passion of the Christ"  så:
OBS känsliga personer bör inte titta på denna film!!!! Det är äckliga scener och filmen är från 15 år egentligen! Men verkligheten var ju precis såhär. Jesus torterades och spikades upp på korset. Det blir så lätt romantiserat när vi pratar om det...



This Blood

Violently they grabbed his arms,
As they tightly strapped each wrist,
With a hellish look stood a strong armed soldier,
Whip clenched in his fist,
Laced with chips of bone they beat him hard,
From his shoulders to his feet,
And it sliced right through his olive skin,
Just like razors through a sheet,

Countless times the blood splattered,
As each in-human lash was given,
Several times his knees gave way,
As his flesh just hung like ribbons

And surprisingly he turned his head,
Though the words he used were few,
The soldiers face turned pale,
When he said "This blood is for you",

Uncaringly they tossed a garment,
Across his weakened form,
And his blood pressure fell deathly low,
As the crowds began to swarm,
They forced him to carry his cross up-hill,
As his face they punched and smacked
All the splinters from the criss crossed beam dug deep into his back
Through lack of sleep and dehydration,
His tongue began to swell,
And weakened by his loss of blood,
This prophet-teacher fell,
When he did some blood splattered
On a man named Simons shoe,
As he bent to wipe it off,
The prophet looked and said
"Simon this blood is for you",

This blood can save a soul,
Heal the sick, mend a heart,
This blood can give you access,
To the very throne of God,
And it still can go the distance,
Through the pain to where you are,
This blood is for you,
The blood of the lamb,

Then they pounded a spike,
Through the bones in his wrists,
Bursting arteries, and veins
And as they dropped the cross in the hole they dug
His body convulsed with pain
Through an agony and torment
That never a soul shall find
He tilts his face towards heaven
With full control of his mind
With more love then any human heard
Before that time or since
He made a statement that to this day
Makes the strongest skeptic wince,
He cried "Father, God forgive them for they not what they do."
And as he gave his life for those lost in sin
He was saying
"This blood is for you!"

This blood can save the soul,
Heal the sick, mend the heart,
This blood can give you access,
To the very throne of God,
And it still can go the distance,
From the pain to where you are,
This blood is for you,
(If you´re lost and alone, and your mind is confused)
This blood is for you,
(If you feel like you have been hurt and abused)
This blood is for you,
The Atoning cleansing blood of the Lamb

This blood can save the soul,
Heal the sick, mend the heart,
This blood can give you access,
To the very throne of God,
And it still can go the distance,
From the pain to where you are,
This blood is for you,
The blood of the lamb,

This Blood is for you,
The Blood of the Lamb.

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