I know I've posted this before, but I feel it still speaks alot. The words say it all actually. I always feel so touched after hearing this song. Touched, sad, grateful and repentant.

Why, by Nichole 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 
And there was that man 
That my dad said he loved 
But today there was 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'll 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 day 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 thorns 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 the cross of this size 
Father, remind Me why 
Why does everyone want Me to die? 
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 Your 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"

There's Easter after every Good Friday. =)