"At The Cross"
You have made a place where love and wrath run wildThe penalty and grace are finally reconciledYou have made a way, the broken can be whole again
At the crossyour glory bore my shameat the crossYou suffered in my placeyou gave everything for usat the cross
Dark and sacred hill where violence purchased peaceThe innocent was bound to set the captives freeThere you made a way, the lost are welcomed home again
At the crossyour glory bore my shameat the crossYou suffered in my placeYou gave everything for usat the crossthe prince of heaven diedat the crossdeath became a lieYou gave everything for usYou gave everything for us
Mercy there was great and grace was freePardon there was multiplied to meThere my burdened soul found libertyAt the cross
At the crossyour glory bore my shame, at the crossYou suffered in my placeyou gave everything for usat the crossthe prince of heaven diedat the crossdeath became a lieYou gave everything for usYou gave everything for usAt the cross