I see beauty in the weighty cross A tree so rugged, bloody and heavy It witnessed the weight of the world upon the Son of God I see a thing of beauty in Calvary’s cross Weighted with sin, pain and death Christ who hang there spited, ridiculed and shamed I see only beauty on that Calvary’s cross Love displayed clearly, so true With every drop, that blood that was shed Had purpose, bought freedom, salvation and grace I see true beauty on that bloody cross When His Life He gave under its merciless weight At the death of the man Christ, the veil was split in two A death on the cross that carried shame and guilt Bought passage into the most Holy place Now I enter to worship in freedom under grace With that last cry declaring it is complete Still on that gruesome precious cross What terror must have hell encountered As the King of glory descended the abyss And as Christ descended the depths of Hell For us He retrieved the keys of authority That once had been ours but were lost at the garden But with His Rising He restored all that was lost Tis now empty, that cross of beauty Though rugged, bloody and weighted The work of redemption that was set in motion that day Was finished at the cross of Calvary I see only beauty on that rugged cross So precious to me that shameful cross The hope, riches and power it bought I could not tell the half of it! Oh so much beauty in the thorn crowned head of Jesus So bloody, disfigured and totally unrecognizable For the lashes, stripes and battering He had endured Were for me: most wretched, lost and damned I worship because of the work accomplished on the beautiful cross I live because though my saviour died, yet He rose I see beauty in that rugged cross And lay down my life to bear my cross
So beautiful and inspiring Wach! Keep writing ✍️ ??
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