I look at the cross Such a mysterious loss The death he died on the tree Has given life abundant and free I look at the blood Pours down from his wounds Scars which should have been mine Pardoned by love divine I look at the grave The stone that was rolled away The heel crushed the head of the snake Redemption came and gave me a name And when I gaze upon the oceans and the mountaintops Vast unending skies above, all stories of my Saviorʼs perfect love I look upon the cross Such a mysterious loss The life lost on a tree Has conquered death and claimed victory