From  Fri Apr 21 17:07:07 1995
From: "Gunsch, Trace" 
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Subject: Ray Boltz: Watch the Lamb
Date: Fri, 21 Apr 95 14:09:00 PDT
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"Watch the Lamb" by Ray Boltz, on the cassette by the same title.

C              G/B      Am      Am7
Walking on the road to Jerusalem
F                    G           C
The time had come to sacrifice again.
C            G/B                  Am            Am7
My two small sons, they walked beside me on the road
F                    G                     C
the reason that they came was to watch the lamb.

"Daddy, Daddy, what will we see there?
There's so much that we don't understand."
So I told them of Moses and Father Abraham.
and then I said, "Dear children, watch the lamb."

Am               Am7         F
There will be so many in Jerusalem today.
Am         Am7           F             G
We must be sure the lamb doesn't run away.
C                 G/B        Am         Am7
And I told them of Moses and Father Abraham.
F                      G                   C
and then I said, "Dear children, watch the lamb."


[Key change to C#/Db]

When we reached the city, I knew something must be wrong.
There were no joyful worshipers, No joyful worship songs.
I stood there with my children in the midst of angry men.
Gb               Ab              Gb      Ab
Then I heard the crowd cry out, "Crucify him!"


Bbm                   Bbm7          Gb
We tried to leave the city, but we could not get away.
Bbm                    Bbm7            Gb                     Gb  Db/F
Forced to play in this drama, a role I did not wish to play.
Ebm           Ebm7     Ab
Why upon this day were men condemned to die?
Ebm         Ebm7                Ab
Why were we standing here where soon they would pass by?

I looked and said, "Even now they come."
The first one cried for mercy, the people gave him none
The second one was violent, he was arrogant and loud.
I still can hear his angry voice screaming at the crowd.

Then someone said, "There's Jesus!" I scarced believed my eyes.
A man so badly beaten, He barely looked alive
Blood poured from His body from the thorns upon His brow
Running down the cross and falling to the ground

I watched Him as he struggled.  I watched Him as He fell
The cross came down upon His back, the crowd began to yell.
In that moment I feel such sorrow.  In that moment I felt such loss
Until a Roman soldier grabbed my arm and screamed, "You! Carry His cross!"

At first I tried to resist him then his hand reached for his sword.
So I knelt and took the cross from the Lord
I placed it on my shoulder and started down the street
The blood that he'd been shedding was running down my cheek.

They led us to Golgotha.  They drove nails deep in His feet and hands.
And yet upon the cross I heard Him pray, "Father, forgive them."
Oh, never had I seen such love in any other eyes.
"Into Thy hands I commit My spirit." He prayed, and then He died.

I stood for what seemed like years.  I'd lost all sense of time
Until I felt two tiny hands holding tight to mine.
My children stood there weeping.  I heard the oldest say
"Father, please forgive us.  The lamb ran away."

"Daddy, Daddy, what did we see here?
There's so much that we don't understand."
So I took them in my arms, and we turned and faced the cross
And then I said, "Dear children, Watch The Lamb."


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