When I think about the road traveled by my saviors feet
When I think about the cross he wore, the pain and suffering
And knowing where the path would lead, he willingly obeyed
He could have called ten thousand angels to carry him away
Outrageous love
It wasn't the nails, you see,
That held him to the tree.
Outrageous love,
It was more than history,
He was there for you and me.
When I think about three whole days, not knowing what to do,
Wondering if all the words he'd spoken were still true,
I can't imagine all the joy they felt when they'd gathered there that day,
And they'd gotten to the tomb to see the stone had rolled away.
Outrageous love
It wasn't the nails, you see,
That held him to the tree.
Outrageous love,
It was more than history,
He was there for you and me.
BRIDGE AND ENDING:
Outrageous love,
Outrageous love,
It wasn't the nails, you see,
He was there for you and me.
It wasn't the nails,
It wasn't the nails,
Its your outrageous love,
It was more,
It was more,
It wasn't the nails,
No it wasn't the nails.