The cross

The most beautiful thing
That ever grew upon the earth
The tree on which Christ hung
Creator of all creation
Chose to lay upon this cross
For all mankind to know
In love laid down
Surrendered once for all
To death’s final blow
The ground shook
Rocks cracked opened wide
His grave lay empty
Just a shroud of cloth inside
The power of death finally broken
His broken body risen from the dead
His blood and tears soaked the ground
From which He made mankind
Washing away every sin and stain
Changing every hardened heart
That calls upon His name
Own this cross
Carry His name
To every tribe and tongue
Christ has risen
Conquering sin and death
The power of the cross
As brutal as death can be
The wonder of the cross
Christ now lives in me


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