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They Chose the Cross - The Sowers | Christian Hard Rock Song | Ai | Hard Rock 90s | Rock 80s

💿 Album: The Nineteenth Album “They Chose the Cross” is one of the most sobering songs from The Nineteenth Album. It tells the story of that moment when the crowd chose Barabbas and sent the Son of God to the cross. It reflects on the injustice, the violence, the mocking — and yet, even more, on the love that refused to step down. Jesus stood silent while hatred shouted. He carried the cross knowing exactly what it would cost. This song is about the weight of sin, the blindness of hardened hearts, and the mercy that endured it all. What looked like rejection became redemption. What seemed like defeat became life for us. They meant it for death. God wrote life on the cross. ⚠️ We use Ai as a tool for creating songs. 👉 Don’t forget to LIKE 👍, SUBSCRIBE 🔔, and SHARE this message of hope with someone who needs it today! 💬 🔔 Subscribe to us! 🏞️ Instagram:   / thesowers.band   🍎 Apple Music:   / the-sowers   📀 Amazone Music: https://www.amazon.com/music/player/a... 🟢 Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/0dYOd... 🎼 LYRICS: They spat in Your face, fists full of hate, Struck Your cheeks while they sealed Your fate. Mocking Your name, laughing loud, Blind hearts lost inside the crowd. Thirty-nine lashes tore Your skin, Blood on the ground for the guilt of men. A crown of thorns cut deep Your brow, Still You stood — love standing now. The hands that healed were bound in shame, The Holy One bore all the blame. They cried “Crucify” with borrowed breath, Voices of those You came to bless. They chose Barabbas, let him go free, While Innocence climbed the cursed tree. Nails through Your hands, nails through Your feet, Mercy was crushed beneath their feet. They did not know what love would cost, When heaven wept and hope looked lost. You carried the cross through dust and screams, The weight of the world, unseen, unclean. The crowd that gathered, hardened inside, Could not see love before their eyes. You healed the sick, You raised the weak, Yet hatred was the choice they’d speak. The Son of God, rejected, torn, Stood silent while the guilty scorned. No angels came to pull You down, You chose the cross, You wore the crown. They cried “Crucify” with borrowed breath, Voices of those You came to bless. They chose Barabbas, let him go free, While Innocence climbed the cursed tree. Nails through Your hands, nails through Your feet, Mercy was crushed beneath their feet. They did not know what love would cost, When heaven wept and hope looked lost. A spear tore open Your wounded side, Blood and water flowed — the price was paid. No truth erased, no power slain, But justice fell beneath Your grace. They cried “Crucify,” the earth stood still, As love endured the Father’s will. The veil was torn, the darkness fled, Life was born where You lay dead. Rejected King, despised and scarred, You chose the cross — the narrow path. They meant it all for death and loss, But God wrote life upon the cross.