At the Foot of the Cross Lyrics

On a hill far away, stood an old rugged cross,

The emblem of suffering and shame.

And I love that old cross where the dearest and best,

For a world of lost sinners was slain.

At the foot of the cross, where grace and suffering meet,

You have shown me Your love through the judgment You beat.

Here I lay down my sins, my pride and my pain,

At the foot of the cross, in Your mercy, I gain.

In the shadow of the cross, I find refuge and strength,

A place of surrender, my heart at length.

For every tear I've cried and every battle I've faced,

At the foot of the cross, I'm met with grace.