I was There

 

That awesome, but dreadful day at the old rugged Cross, I was there.
Not in the flesh, but Jesus saw my sin and answered every Prayer,
As they nailed Him to the old Cross, I was there too, in His mind.
He could see each of us in the eyes of our soul, but He was so kind.

He took on my sin, my blame, as though it were His own, so I was there
And since I have known this, I go daily asking forgiveness in Prayer.
Upon bent knees I can call upon this Savior and He is there for me
And never scolded me or punished me for the things His dear eyes did see,

How it must have hurt his dear heart and now it hurts my own indeed,
As I remember how He ushered me on in, when I was in dire need.
I am shamed as I know He saw me there, as His blood ran down a hill.
But I know He forgave me. And all others who believe in Him and do His will.

I was there as He said Father forgive them, for they know not what they do.
He saw me there as He did you, wont you please come to Him too?
He has paid the price for my sin and for yours, He paid with His unfailing love
For every soul who ever will be and has made a Haven for us up above.

Yes, I was there and so were you, he saw us. But He loved us in spite of all.
So when He touches your heart with a thought or a tear, just give Him a call.
He’ll be there for you as He was for me when I was there at the Altar
And Jesus knew I was there, no, He met me there, kneeling and He did not falter.

Praise His Name Forever.

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