“I'm not on an ego trip I'm nothing on my own. I made mistakes I often slip, just
common flesh and bones, but I'll prove someday just why I say I'm of a special kind, for
when He was on the cross I was on His mind. The look of love was on His face. Thorns
were on His head. The blood was on His scarlet robe stained a crimson red. Though His
eyes were on the crowd that day, He looked ahead in time; for when He was on the cross
I was on His mind. He knew me, yet He loved me. He whose glory makes the heavens
shine. So unworthy of such mercy, yet when He was on the cross, I was on His mind.”
These are some beautiful lyrics to an anointed song. Jesus is the Lamb slain from the
beginning of the world. Our heavenly Father chose us from the foundation of the world.