[ Featuring Randy Rothwell ]
At the cross, at the cross
Where I first saw the light
And the burden of my heart rolled away
It was there by faith I received my sight
And now I am happy all the day.
Was it for crimes that I had done
He groaned upon the tree?
Amazing pity, grace unknown
And love beyond degree.
At the cross, at the cross
Where I first saw the light
And the burden of my heart rolled away
It was there by faith I received my sight
And now I am happy all the day.
But drops of grief can ne'er repay
The debt of love I owe.
Here, Lord I give myself away,
'Tis all that I can do.
By Isaac Watts and Ralph E. Hudson
Public Domain
