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


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