I stand at the cross. There, I gaze at Christ, hanging on the tree;
As I behold my Savior, I realize that He died for me.
For my sins, and my guilt, Christ went all the way to Calvary;
There on the cross, He suffered and died, from sin, to set me free.
My Good works could not my soul, redeem or save;
On my own, I could not overcome sin, the devil, and the grave.
I must wholly depend on Christ, to redeem and to set me free;
In faith, I must look to Him, to bring me to eternity.
I stand at the cross. I gaze intently upon His loving face;
I realize that through faith, I am saved by His grace.
I sorrow that my sins were the cause of His bitter pain;
Yet, I know that through His death, I have the richest gain.
I stand and I gaze upon my Savior, Christ the Crucified;
Through faith alone in Him, I stand redeemed and justified.
For Jesus died, to take my guilt away, and for my sins, atone;
Through His death and His blood, He has made me His own.
I cannot boast. All that I have. All my treasure, I count but loss;
I come before Christ, and I cling to His cross.
I stand and I look upon Christ, who for my sins died;
I bend my knee, and pour contempt on all my pride.
Through His innocent blood shed, He took the stain of sin away;
Out of love, He satisfied a debt that I could not pay.
For all His love, I shall surely rejoice and sing;
I shall forever bless and worship, my Prophet, Priest, and King.
O' Savior, when I ponder Your mercy and Your love;
And when I reflect upon all Your rich blessing from above.
I ask myself, "How could I ever begin to ever thank you?
Here, Lord, take my life in service. That's all I can do."
As I behold my Savior, I realize that He died for me.
For my sins, and my guilt, Christ went all the way to Calvary;
There on the cross, He suffered and died, from sin, to set me free.
My Good works could not my soul, redeem or save;
On my own, I could not overcome sin, the devil, and the grave.
I must wholly depend on Christ, to redeem and to set me free;
In faith, I must look to Him, to bring me to eternity.
I stand at the cross. I gaze intently upon His loving face;
I realize that through faith, I am saved by His grace.
I sorrow that my sins were the cause of His bitter pain;
Yet, I know that through His death, I have the richest gain.
I stand and I gaze upon my Savior, Christ the Crucified;
Through faith alone in Him, I stand redeemed and justified.
For Jesus died, to take my guilt away, and for my sins, atone;
Through His death and His blood, He has made me His own.
I cannot boast. All that I have. All my treasure, I count but loss;
I come before Christ, and I cling to His cross.
I stand and I look upon Christ, who for my sins died;
I bend my knee, and pour contempt on all my pride.
Through His innocent blood shed, He took the stain of sin away;
Out of love, He satisfied a debt that I could not pay.
For all His love, I shall surely rejoice and sing;
I shall forever bless and worship, my Prophet, Priest, and King.
O' Savior, when I ponder Your mercy and Your love;
And when I reflect upon all Your rich blessing from above.
I ask myself, "How could I ever begin to ever thank you?
Here, Lord, take my life in service. That's all I can do."
