AT THE FOOT OF THE CROSS

Fearing the battle was over
And I’d already lost the war
I was tired of trying and failing
I just couldn’t fight anymore
So, dragging my battle-scarred body

I crawled to the foot of the cross.
And I sobbed Oh please, Father forgive me
But I tried
I tried and still lost
Then the air grew silent around me

I heard his voice just as clear as the dawn
Oh, My child, though you are tired and weary
You can’t stop, you have to go on
At the foot of the Cross , where I met Him
At the foot of the Cross, where He died

I felt love, as I knelt in His presence
I felt hope, as I looked in His eyes
Then He gathered me lovingly to Him
As around us God’s light clearly shone
And together we walked though my lifetime

To heal every wound I had known
I found bits of my dreams, long forgotten
And pieces of my life on the floor
But I watched as He tenderly blessed them
And my life was worth living once more

I knew then why I had been losing
I knew why I had not grown
At the foot of the Cross came the answer
I’d been fighting the battle alone
At the foot of the Cross

At the foot of the Cross, where I met Him
At the foot of the Cross, where He died
Then I knew I could face any challenge
Together–just my Lord and I.