[Verse] The road was dust the crowd was loud They grabbed a man from the swaying crowd We sighed relief it wasn’t us But felt his fate beneath the dust [Verse 2] A stranger's hands on timber worn A cross of pain a crown of thorns We turned our heads we looked away Just thankful we were spared that day [Chorus] But what a weight to carry there The wood of heaven a burden rare A mortal chosen for this strife To help our Maker touch this life [Verse 3] The air was thick with cries and tears The ground was wet with sweat and fears We whispered prayers to dodge the call But saw him stand to bear it all [Verse 4] The man who bore that rugged beam Became a thread in heaven’s seam A fleeting glimpse a minor role Yet stitched forever in the soul [Chorus] But what a weight to carry there The wood of heaven a burden rare A mortal chosen for this strife To help our Maker touch this life
