When He Was On the Cross I Was On His Mind

I'm not on an ego trip I'm nothing on my own I've made mistakes and often slip I'm just common flesh and bones But I'll prove someday just what I say I'm of a special kind For while He was on the cross I was on His mind The look of love was on His face The thorns on His head The blood was on that scarlet robe And it was stained in crimson red Though His eyes were on the crowd that day He looked ahead in time For while He was on the cross, listen You were on His mind He knew me, yet He loved me He whose glory makes the Heaven shine I'm so unworthy of such mercy For while He was on the cross I was on His mind Yes, while He was on the cross You were on His mind He knew me, yet He loved me He whose glory makes the Heaven shine I'm so unworthy of such mercy For while He was on the cross I was on His mind Yes, while He was on the cross I was on His mind