"When I Went Back to the Cross"
The first time I went to the cross, I was very young.
There I asked the Lord to save me, but I didn't stay there long.
So though He saved my soul, and I could have told the story back to you,
it was so long before I realized the actual pain that He went through.
Many years later, a preacher moved me with his words,
he explained the pain and all the shame Christ endured to give me birth.
My eyes were finally open, and at last I could finally see;
though He was God He was still man, who could feel pain just like me!
When I went back to the cross,
I saw the thorns beaten in his brow.
I watched His blood pouring to the ground,
I felt the pain He bore for me.
When I went back to the cross,
I saw the angels waiting to attack
until the Father turned His back.
I finally realized the cost
when I went back to the cross.
Friend, are you hopeless, in the wicked world we're in?
Are you sick and tired of carrying the heavy burden of your sin?
Or are you the saved one, who like me, couldn't understand;
The pain, the shame, and agony that came from nails, driven in His hands?
Then I'll take you back to the cross,
To see the thorns beaten in his brow.
To watch His blood pouring to the ground,
And feel the pain He bore for you.
I'll take you back to the cross
to see the angels waiting to attack
until the Father turned His back.
You'll finally realized the cost
when you go back to the cross.
