What Did He Die for – Twila Paris
He was twenty-one in 1944
He was hope and he was courage on a lonely shore
Sent there by a mother with love beyond her tears
Just a young American who chose to rise above his fears
And as I watch him struggle up that hill
Without a thought of turning back
I cannot help but wonder

What did he die for?
When he died for you and me
Made the sacrifice
So that we could all be free
I believe we will answer each to heaven
For the way we spend a priceless liberty
Look inside and ask the question

What did he die for?
When he died for me
To the darkest day in A.D. 33
Came the mercy and compassion of eternity
Sent there by a Father with love beyond His tears
Blameless One, the only Son
to bear the guilt of all these years
And as I watch Him struggle up that hill
Without a thought of turning back
I cannot help but wonder

What did He die for?
When He died for you and me
Made the sacrifice
So that we could all be free
I believe we will answer each to heaven
For the way we spend a priceless liberty
Look inside and ask the question

What did he die for?
He died for freedom
He died for love
And all the things we do not pay Him back
Could never be enough
What did He die for?
When He died for you and me
Made the sacrifice

So that we could all be free
I believe we will answer each to heaven
For the way we spend a priceless liberty
Look inside and ask the question
What did he die for?
When He died for me

For a Dream – Phillips, Craig & Dean
Grey clouds hung like a misty shroud
On the battlefield that day
And the meadow was strewn with the heroes
Who had fallen by the way
And a soldier cries as he watches his blood
Spill out on the Belgian snow
And he wonders if he’ll live till the morning light
Or die here in this bitter cold

Why was he here in the first place
He was much too young to die
Could this be a cause that was worthy
Of such a costly sacrifice
Then he thinks about a home in the Texas pines
And a lady he’d love to see
And something inside says it’s worth the price
This fight for liberty

chorus:
It was for a dream
For a dream
For a hope that a child yet unborn
Would know about liberty
It was for a dream
For a dream
For the hope that a son that he’s never seen
Would know about living in the land that was free
So he laid his life on the line for a dream

Another field of battle
Another place and time
A soldier hangs between heaven and hell
His life now on the line
Abandoned in the heat of the battle
He cries in silent pain
Alone to face His enemies
As they mock and they curse His name

Why was He here in the first place
Wasn’t there some other way
Was redemption’s plan for fallen man
Worth this price He would have to pay
But in His mind He could see
A people, holy, strong and free
Bought by the blood of a man who had fought
And won their liberty

chorus:
It was for a dream
For a dream
For the hope that a people who were yet unborn
Could know about liberty
It was for a dream
For a dream
For the hope that a people that He’s never seen
Would know about living life abundantly
So He laid His life on the line for a dream

JennAbout Jenn: I’m a Christian wife to an amazing man (since 1998) and a stay-at-home-teaching mom to four special & incredible boys (born in 2004, 2005, 2007, & 2009). I’m messy and cluttered, but working on that (really, I am!). I’m a discouraged perfectionist and a classic procrastinator who probably has both ADD & Autism, so I tend to jump from topic to topic (and activity to activity) without notice. My Love Languages are Words of Affirmation and Physical Touch. I’m an INFP who enjoys friends but loves to be alone. I love getting and giving hugs, and encouragement is a Spiritual gift of mine that can too-easily be turned into the weapon of discouragement, if I’m not careful. I enjoy writing, singing, words, drawing, photography, digital creations, and reading. Oh, and pizza, tacos, and steak. Now I’m hungry. That reminds me; I eat gluten free and try to eat organic and avoid white sugar and GMOs as much as possible.  Find me on Facebook (Writer/Editor page) (Fan page), Twitter, Pinterest, or Instagram.


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