good friday

i look at the cross

I look at the cross
Such a mysterious loss
The death He died on the tree
Has given life, abundant and free

I look at the blood
Pours down, down from His wounds
Scars should have been mine
Pardoned by love, love divine

I look at the grave
The stone that was rolled away
The heel crushed the head of the snake
Redemption came and called my name

Chorus
And when I gaze upon
The oceans and the mountain tops
Vast unending skies above
All stories of my Savior’s perfect love

I look at the cross
Such a mysterious loss
The life lost on a tree
Has conquered death and claimed victory

 by Joe Day (of Mindhead fame)