At the cross

I stood at the cross, crying, my heart full of pain;

I looked at my life in pieces crushed,

Like a smashed windowpane;

I remembered my youth and the laughter living I did;

I remembered my good and bad times 

And what sin I had hid;

I remembered what could have been 

Wasn't the story now;

I thought of my previous life 

A story never to foretell. 

Thought of the scars on my heart

Like a worn out old rag

Some never seen on the outside, 

But Jesus felt the scars.

I remembered the road

I had trodden 

The life I had hoped would be,

But all I lived now seems void,

And ended in a deep blue sea.

 

When life on earth is ended

Another takes its place 

We all must rest from labour 

Away from earthly state

To join

The join the links together

Added again to our Kin.

Where no tears will be uttered

No pain felt and no sin.

Where Jesus will be waiting 

Who died for you and me

Living together 

A Spirit that's now set free.