Why? - Nicole Nordeman

We rode into town the other day, just me and my daddy
He said I'd finally reached that age and I could ride next to him
on a horse that of course was not quite as wide
We heard a crowd of people shouting and so we stopped to find out why
There was that man that my dad said he loved but today there were fear in his eyes

So I said: Daddy, why are they screaming? Why are the faces of some of them beaming?
Why is He dressed in that bright purple robe? I bet that crown hurts Him more than He shows.
Daddy please, can't you do something? He looks as though He's gonna cry.
You said He was stronger than all of those guys.
Daddy please tell me why, why does everyone want him to die?

Later that dat the sky grew cloudy and daddy said I should go inside.
Somehow He knew things would get stormy,
Boy, was he right but I could not keep from wondering if there was something he had to hide.
So, after he left I had to find out, I was not afraid of getting lost.
So, I followed the crowds to a hill where I knew men had been killed
And I heard a voice come from the cross.

And it said: Father, why are they screaming? Why are the faces of some of them beaming?
Why are they casting their lots for my robe? This crown of thornes hurts me more than it shows.
Father please, can't You do something? I know that You must hear my cry.
I thought I could handle a cross of this size.
Father remind me why, why does everyone want me to die? Oh, when will I understand why?

My precious son, I hear them screaming, I'm watching the face of the enemy beaming.
But soon I will clothe You in robes of my own.
Jesus, this hurts me much more than You know.
But this dark hour, I must do nothing. Though I've heard You unbearable cry.
The power in Your blood destroys all of the lies, soon You'll see past their unmerciful eyes.
Look there below, see the child trembling by her father's side. Now I can tell You why:
She is why You must die!