Good Friday

Saviour I come, quiet my soul, remember
Redemption’s hill where your blood was spilled for my ransom.
Everything I once held dear I count it all as loss.

You were as I, tempted and tried, human.
The word became flesh, bore my sin in death, now you’re risen.
Everything I once held dear I count it all as loss.

Lead me to the cross
Where your love poured out.
Bring me to my knees,
Lord I lay me down.
Rid me of myself,
I belong to you.
O lead me,
lead me to the cross.

–Brooke Fraser, Lead Me to the Cross

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