Oh, to see the dawn of the darkest day Christ on the road to Calvary Tried by sinful men, torn and beaten then Nailed to a cross of wood Oh, to see the pain written on Your face Bearing the heavy weight of sin Every bitter thought, every evil deed Crowning Your bloodstained brow This the power of the cross Christ became sin for us Took the blame Bore the wrath We stand forgiven at the cross Now the daylight flees, now the ground beneath Quakes, as it's Maker, bows His head Curtain torn in two, dead are raised to life Finished the victory cry There in the ground, His body lay Light of the world by darkness slain Then bursting forth in glorious day Up from the grave He rose again And this the power of the cross Son of God, slain for us Oh what love! Such love! What a cost! We stand forgiven at the cross