When I think about the cross I think about His blood
Shed for you and me to show us His great love
His blood has cleansed our sins whiter than the snow
His blood has given us our freedom from the hell below

When I think about the cross I think about the scars
They beat Him leaving stripes upon His back and arms
They drove spikes through His hands and feet to hold Him there
They pierced His dying side with a Roman soldiers spear

When I think about the cross I think about the thorns
The cruel crown of pain was given out if scorn
The pricks into His scalp brought drops of blood and sweat
The parted His own garment as they placed their bets

When I think about the cross I think about His pain
He faced more agony than I will ever understand
The fact he did it willingly is such a mystery
Why would the Son of God give up His life for me

When I think about the cross I think about His words
He asked God to forgive us down through time the message heard
He said that it is finished salvation’s plan complete
He died a cruel death and threw Satan to defeat

When I think about the cross I think about the grave
They sealed Him up inside so that he could not escape
Yet on that third day the stone was rolled away
He rose up from the dead and defeated death that day

When I think about the cross I think about His love
He came to earth to die from His throne above
God loved us all so much he gave His only Son
He died and rose again and calls to everyone

Come see what God has done to redeem you from your sin
Come see what God has done to make you whole again
Come see what God has done to give eternal life
Will you accept His death as your redeeming sacrifice?