A Fool’s Love
They thought He was a fool who love
It seems like a fool
But His love is not foolish
It’s an extravagant one instead
Ponder it my friend,
And you’ll see
Your sin on the cross
As He died with it
The love,
As the world mock Him
Beat Him
Spit on Him
Bearing the whipping
Not once or twice
But thirty three times
Fully exhausted
He carried on that wood
The place of ultimate sacrifice
Just because of love
That’s intended for you and me
But let me tell you my friend,
you’d be the foolish one
if you don’t accept
This fool’s love
