I live in light because He felt the darkness
Found without fault, He bled for my burdens
Was cast away to give me nearness
Oh the cross of Christ, my grief and delight
He hung alone to give me communion
Though I pierced His side, He groans, "Forgive them!"
I'm given joy as He writhed in anguish
Oh the cross of Christ, my grief and delight
The wrath of God displayed in Christ's atoning work
As blood poured down His face, I saw what I, saw what I deserved
He wears my wounds and clothes me in compassion
Left on my own I'd still choose Barrabas
What man am I to receive atonement
Oh the cross of Christ, my grief and delight
The wrath of God displayed in Christ's atoning work
As blood poured down His face, I saw what I deserved
What circumstance but grace: Innocence took my curse
As nails drove through His veins, I saw what I, saw what I deserved
What I deserve is to taste the bitterness of my sin
To be crushed for my iniquity, have thorns laid on my head
What I deserve is to be pierced for my offense
But I stand before a Holy God, hidden Christ
What I deserve is to taste the bitterness of my sin
To be crushed for my iniquity, have thorns laid on my head
What I deserve is to be pierced for my offense
But I stand before a Holy God, hidden Christ's righteousness
The wrath of God displayed in Christ's atoning work
As blood poured down His face, I saw what I deserved
What circumstance but grace: Innocence took my curse
As nails drove through His veins, I saw what I, saw what I deserved