I Am a Thief

Jesus I saw you dying, I saw you on the cross,
you held your head high and suffered for the lost

You told me to trust you and that I'd see you in paradise,
but did you know I was a thief and that a thief will see the last sunrise?

You told me I was forgiven as long as I believed,
I told you, yes Lord, I do and now I will be relieved

The pain of that cross, was unbearable you know;
you were there next to me as I groaned

I told you I was a thief and thought this was rare,
that you still loved me and that you care

You told me that suffering is part of the deal,
that Satan has no power to kill or steal

I didn't understand this man who bled on the cross;
I looked into his eyes and saw hope for our loss

Then you breathed your last and the ground began to quake,
the heavens opened up and the thunder started to shake

The people all scattered in disbelief as they ran;
that they knew you were the Son the Son of Man

For together we descended looking down as we flew,
our spirits were set free and the wind just blew