At the foot of the cross, the blood drips down
From the nails in his feet and the thorns in his brow
A crimson pool gathers there on the ground
At the foot of the cross.
There is forgiveness at the foot of the cross
Mercy unending, at such a great cost
Grace everlasting, eternal and free
At the foot of the cross
At the foot of the cross, my tears pour out
I am free from my fear, free from my doubt
I found a Savior to turn me about
At the foot of the cross
There is forgiveness at the foot of the cross
Mercy unending, at such a great cost
Grace everlasting, eternal and free
At the foot of the cross
At the foot of the cross, I now kneel in prayer
To my wonderful savior, who died for me there
He has risen to Heaven, and will soon take me there
From the foot of the cross.
There is forgiveness at the foot of the cross
Mercy unending, at such a great cost
Grace everlasting, eternal and free
At the foot of the cross
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