A Place Called Golgotha






Then he delivered him therefore unto them to be crucified. 
And they took Jesus, and led him away. And he bearing 
his cross went forth into a place called the place of a skull, 
which is called in the Hebrew, Golgotha: Where they 
crucified him, and two others with him, on either side one, 
and Jesus in the midst. (John 19:16-18)  












I'm  thankful for a place called Golgotha,
Where God showed His love and His grace,
For that was where my Savior died:
On that cross He took my place.


"Place of skulls" was what they called it,
Where thieves and murderers died:
Criminals and outcasts, the worst of the worst,
On those crosses were they crucified.


But Jesus wasn't one of these criminals,
Not one crime could be laid at His feet.
He died to atone for mankind's sin,
To save poor souls like you and me.


It was to save us from the wrath of God,
Jesus suffered and died that day;
Because of our sin, we owed a debt
That we could never begin to repay.


For death is the penalty required for sin,
It's what we all deserve to receive,
But God, in His great love and mercy,
Sent His Son for all who believe.


Jesus rose from the dead to live again,
So our sins can be forgiven;
He offers salvation to you and me,
And He is the only way to heaven!


Thank you, Jesus!








© 2019 by Kathryn Brandon; All rights reserved.
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