At the Cross
How was it Lord?.....
To be the Life
Facing death and strife
To be the Way
Standing at the crossroad of life
To be the Shepherd
Among a pack of wolves
To be the Lion
Slain like a lamb
To be the Leader
Yet calmly follow
To be the Healer
Beaten, smitten and torn
To be the Magnificent
Despised, rejected and spat at
To be the Victor
Staring at the face of defeat
To be the Bright Morning Star
Clouded with dark insults and stares
To be the Living Water
Offered bitter vinegar
To be the Lifter of heads
Bearing the shame
To be the Truth
Accused by the false
To be Love
Surrounded by hate
To be the King of Kings
Wearing a crown of thorns
To be Dressed in Splendor
Hanging half-naked on a cross
To be the Resurrection
Embalmed in myrrh and aloes
To be the Son
Given up like a slave
To be the King of Glory
Locked in a tomb
To be the Sinless
Dumped with sin
Oh how was it Lord ??
To be the Saviour
Helpless and forsaken
Well my child,
It is all part of the plan
For every clan
There is no one to blame
Rejected, despised and in shame
Torn down and ripped
Hated and ridiculed
Left alone and forlorn
Taking your place
Paying the price
To set you free
Now draw near to Me
I’ll keep you safe in the hollow of My hand
Till we reach the Promised Land
To be the Life
Facing death and strife
To be the Way
Standing at the crossroad of life
To be the Shepherd
Among a pack of wolves
To be the Lion
Slain like a lamb
To be the Leader
Yet calmly follow
To be the Healer
Beaten, smitten and torn
To be the Magnificent
Despised, rejected and spat at
To be the Victor
Staring at the face of defeat
To be the Bright Morning Star
Clouded with dark insults and stares
To be the Living Water
Offered bitter vinegar
To be the Lifter of heads
Bearing the shame
To be the Truth
Accused by the false
To be Love
Surrounded by hate
To be the King of Kings
Wearing a crown of thorns
To be Dressed in Splendor
Hanging half-naked on a cross
To be the Resurrection
Embalmed in myrrh and aloes
To be the Son
Given up like a slave
To be the King of Glory
Locked in a tomb
To be the Sinless
Dumped with sin
Oh how was it Lord ??
To be the Saviour
Helpless and forsaken
Well my child,
It is all part of the plan
For every clan
There is no one to blame
Rejected, despised and in shame
Torn down and ripped
Hated and ridiculed
Left alone and forlorn
Taking your place
Paying the price
To set you free
Now draw near to Me
I’ll keep you safe in the hollow of My hand
Till we reach the Promised Land