When I look at the cross,
What do I see?
A list of all my sins,
That Jesus has taken from me.

I see the blood running down the wood,
It reminds me the payment was high;
I see ugly nails upon the ground,
I feel pain and I cry.



When I look at the cross,
I see the ugliness of sin;
I know deep in my heart,
Only Jesus, the battle could win.



When I look at the cross,
I know full well I am saved;
Jesus defeated death,
And He opened the graves.

When I look at the cross,
I can rejoice when I see;
How Jesus was raised from the dead,
He now intercedes for me.