At the cross, at the cross
Where I first saw the light,
And the burden of my soul rolled away,
It was there by faith I received my sight,
Now no longer I but Christ in me
I will run to the cross
Where You opened up my eyes
I will sing of the love that saved me.
I will bow in the place
Where Your death became my life
I will run, I will run to the cross
O how endless the hope,
O how empty the grave
And the joy of a stone rolled away.
It is there by grace I am raised to life
Now no longer I but Christ in me
It is no longer I
It is Christ who lives in me
Christ who lives in me
Christ who lives in me
