I wove the crown of thorns
That our precious Savior wore
FORGIVE HER FATHER
SHE KNOWS NOT WHAT SHE DOES!
I wielded the whip
That tore into His flesh
FORGIVE HER FATHER
SHE KNOWS NOT WHAT SHE DOES!
I drove the nails
That held Him to the cross
FORGIVE HER FATHER
SHE KNOWS NOT WHAT SHE DOES!
I lifted the spear
That pierced his side.
FORGIVE HER FATHER
SHE KNOWS NOT WHAT SHE DOES!
She is Your precious daughter
Who will take up Your sword
And fight the enemy
She is Your precious daughter
Who will go into the world
And open the eyes of the blind
She is Your precious daughter
Who will overcome evil
And receive the victor’s crown
She is Your precious daughter
And it is for her
That all this pain I bear.
FORGIVE HER FATHER
SHE KNOWS NOT WHAT SHE DOES!