Kneeling at Your Cross–I am Free! January 24, 2007

Let me kneel at your cross

and see what I have done to you.

My sins are on your body,

you’ve been beaten to a pulp.

Your eyes are swollen,

your body is bruised and broken,

you’re bleeding on the inside.

Oh, what have I done?

 

There are huge nails in your hands, Lord

and nails in your feet!

You hang from them in such agony,

and I weep

 uncontrollably.

Jesus,

 may I kneel at your feet

and let the blood that is pouring out of you

fall on me?

 

My arms are outstretched,

pools of blood at my knees.

Drenched in your blood, as I am,

I am set free!

Covered with blood,

yet clean.

 

Your ribs can be seen through your skin,

a hideous sight to see.

Yet the sight causes me to love you,

 love you even more,

than before.

 

Water pouring out of your side

like a woman giving birth.

Birthing a new covenant

of love and grace and redemption.

 

Oh, how blessed am I.

I am blessed that you loved me so much

that you’d be beaten and die

for me.

That you would be my sacrifice,

and cleanse me of sin.

 

At your death, Lord, I mourn.

At your resurrection,

I dance!

Because I am free!

Free and unburdened.

Free to be who you created me to be!

And free to come into Your presence

and worship

my God,

my Saviour,

and my King!

 

(c) shari mcgriff 2007