There was a mountain and there were three trees
There was a good man and there were two thieves
A man called Barabas was doomed for the tree
But Jesus took the middle one and Barabas went freeI love that man in the middle
Because I know he first loved me
Praise to that man who died on Mount Calvary
The middle man made it possible that I could go freeA hill called Golgotha the place of a skull
No yellow flowers, no trees in bloom the scenery was so dull
Three crosses stood black and bold against a darkened sky
If not from pain but a broken heart that middle man diedI love that man in the middle
Because I know he first loved me
Praise to that man who died on Mount Calvary
The middle man made it possible that I could go freeI love that man in the middle
Because I know he first loved me
Praise to that man who died on Mount Calvary
The middle man made it possible that I could go freePraise to that man who died on Mount Calvary
The middle man made it possible that I could go free