CROSS OF JESUS, cross of sorrow,
Where our sinfulness was laid.
Perfect love on you was broken,
As the way to God was paved.
Cross of love, the scar of Heaven,
Cross of love, that heals my soul.
Let me not forget such mercy,
Let me give the life I owe.
O what language shall I borrow,
As I praise You, faithful friend.
How for us You bore our suffering,
In Your love, which has no end.
Died, that I might be forgiven,
By a power not my own.
With his glory set before me,
Cross of Jesus, lead me home.
Keith Getty & Kristyn Getty