_The Blood Splattered Cross

How firmly is my sin nailed to that blood splattered Cross,
the sin that would’ve earned me nothing but eternal loss.
What condemnation awaited me, before the Son of God
came in my stead and shed His precious blood.

In dust and ashes, in knees bleeding nigh
with tears overflowing till mine eyes run dry,
forever will I worship beholding the radiance of Your face,
for dead I was, In sin was death and yet you’ve shown me the sweet sung song of your glorious, glorious Grace!