The Purchase

Innocent man I'll carry my load
No need to suffer I won't be sold

Sleeping in the shepherd's den
Loathing all the schemes of men
I hear the cry of a lonely man
Calling me so to him I ran

There He was all alone up there
Crying out from the sin He had to bear
I remembered the evil man had done
And wondered why He was the one

I grieved the murder of an innocent man
Who wouldn't let me carry the schemes of man
My shackled heart released from hell
I found that indeed I was for sale

I beckoned Him to come on down
Until on His head they placed a crown
I cried out "Innocent man don't suffer for me!
I'm content with my pain, can't you see?"

His broken back was crimson red
I stood at His feet and groaned as He bled
He refused my plea and closed His eyes
Reconciling to love the pain and lies

I grieved the murder of an innocent man
Who wouldn't let me carry the schemes of man
My shackled heart released from hell
I found that indeed I was for sale

His skin was shredded, unraveled, and torn
I fell to my knees and with groanings I mourned
Darkness covered the blood-stained wood
I would've made Him come down if i could

Near the puddles of blood I was left there to stand
Gasping for breath at the sight of the God-man
Why was I beckoned to watch Him die
I'm friends with my pain and content with the lie.

I grieved the murder of an innocent man
Who wouldn't let me carry the schemes of man
My shackled heart released from hell
I found that indeed I was for sale

Innocent man, I'll carry my load
No need to suffer I won't be sold
The hurt is mine I wouldn't dare
Let them scorn you as you bear

I grieved the murder of an innocent man
Who wouldn't let me carry the schemes of man
My shackled heart released from hell
I found that indeed I was for sale

Innocent man's encounter with hell
My heart, His home, no longer for sale
Innocent man laid in His grave
Intercession for my soul was made

Victory etched on His face
With the Redeemed I took my place
Clothed in white, bought with a price
Seated on His throne, I'm no longer my own

For sale
I was bought with a price
For sale

Three words changed the course of man's life
Three words made a way for men to survive
The gravity of man's state diminished
As He cried out, "It is finished".

Monica Carpenter with Purchased band-lyrics Jana Brannon-music
copyright 2010