Él Escogió los Clavos
Fernanda Brum
He Chose the Nails
What would drive a father
To give and sacrifice the life
Of his own son?
What would lead a son
To obey his father
And surrender to death?
Even being God, He gave Himself
He didn’t run from the cross
He loved me so much
That He chose the nails
The hand that held the hammer
Was the hand of God
The nails that pierced His body
Were His and mine
