It stands there so stately at the front of the church 
Clean and lit up for all to see
We look to that cross and sing all our hymns 
The Old Rugged Cross and Amazing Grace

But we don't see the agony, the heartache and pain
That was nailed to that cross on that fateful day
We think the cross is pretty and clean
But the cross that He bore was deadly and mean

We think of mercy and grace so sweet
We think of love and forgiveness of sin
We often forget the suffering and loss 
The blood is the real beauty of the cross

The blood that was shed from His hands and His feet 
The blood that dropped down from the thorns on His head 
The blood that poured out from the scars on His back
His blood shed for me was the beauty of the cross

The blood shed for healing 
The blood shed for me
The blood shed for salvation 
His glorious blood 
The blood of my Savior
The blood of my Lord 
The blood of God's son
Given for us.

We think of mercy and grace so sweet
We think of love and forgiveness of sin
We often forget the suffering and loss 
The blood is the real beauty of the cross

The blood that was shed from His hands and His feet 
The blood that dropped down from the thorns on His head 
The blood that poured out from the scars on His back
His blood shed for me was the beauty of the cross