5 march 2015
On a cruel cross Lord
On a cruel cross Lord, my sins became Thine
and were all the riches and power of nature mine,
nothing would befits You as a gift
and never could I repay a love so unblemished and divine.
Even if life does me degrade and around toss,
when I look on that terrible cross,
I can only give myself as I am
as the value of all other things are at a loss.
In my mind Your own suffering and pain
does continually remain
and although Calvary does my heart sting
Your cruel death is to life my greatest gain
When if only for me
Thy life was given as guarantee
to pardon a life unwholesome and full of iniquity
and now forever from sin I can be free.
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