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 from his wounds
Scars which should have been mine
Pardoned by love divine
I look at the grave
The stone that was rolled away
The heel crushed the head of the snake
Redemption came and gave me a name
And when I gaze upon the oceans and the mountaintops
Vast unending skies above, all stories of my Saviorʼs perfect love
I look upon the cross
Such a mysterious loss
The life lost on a tree
Has conquered death and claimed victory
