Here at the cross

Verse

Here, here at the cross
I see my sin; I see my shame.
I see the price, the price that you paid.
All that you did, all that you gave.
And I know there is nothing I could say or do
There is nothing could earn this gift from you.

The gift of your love
The gift of your peace
Forgiveness that's full
Forgiveness that's free
Freedom from guilt
Freedom from fear
Those who were far
You have brought near
Here at the cross
Here at the cross

Here, here at the cross
I see the thorns, piercing your brow
I see the spear, thrust in your side
And I want to run, I want hide
For I know there is nothing I could say or do
There is nothing could earn this gift from you.

Here, here at the cross
I know the truth; you've set me free
All that was, all I have been
The old ways are gone, I am made clean
And I know there is nothing I could say or do
There is nothing could earn this gift from you.
(c) Richard Stringer 2003