A Tu Disposición
Aquerles Ascanio
At Your Service
With a path toward Calvary, my Christ walked on
His strength was fading under the heavy cross
The crown of thorns that rested on His brow
More blood flowed down the face of Jesus
The whip on His back every time He fell
Tore at His flesh, yet the Savior pressed on
Carrying the burden that I deserved
Nailing it to the cross, my hope was reborn
His death gave me life, His blood washes me clean
His death forgives me, oh how great is His love
I can't find the words to express, my Christ
Only here is my life, at Your service
The crowd that followed the Master
When they saw Him on the cross, their spirits sank
They thought hope was lost for the people
And many turned back to continue their work
But the greatest thing about this gospel
Is that my Christ died and rose again
And today He lives forever, preparing a people
To take them to heaven and dwell in His mansion
