The Meaning Of Love

What would make a perfect King,
Give up His life for me?
To accept the whip and ridicule,
Then lay upon that tree.

Why would a mighty Ruler,
Give up His Kingdom of gold?
Why would He put on a pauper's cloth,
And leave behind His linen robe?

He knew I would be a sinner,
And follow the king of the air.
He knew that I would learn about Him,
And yet live like I didn't care.

So why did this King called Jesus,
Agree to His Father's will?
Why did He come and suffer so much,
His death, my cup to fill?

Why did my Savior humble Himself,
And leave the Heavens above?
He came to save my unworthy soul,
I guess that's the true meaning of Love.