I have placed all my hope in a crucified man
In the wounds in his side, his feet and his hands.
I have traded my pride for a share in his shame
And the glory that one-day will burst from his pain.
I’ve abandoned my trust in the wise and the proud
For this fragile, mysterious weakness of God.
And I dare to believe in his scandalous claim
That his blood cleanses sin
for who ever will call on his name.
Live or die here I stand
I’ve placed my hope in a crucified man.
I believe as they beat on his beautiful face
He turned a torturer’s chair to an altar of grace.
Where the worst we can do met the best that God does,
Where unspeakable hate met the gaze of unstoppable love
At the crux of it all there he hangs
I’ve placed my hope in a crucified
Man of sorrows,
man of grief
Will he stay beyond belief?
When the purest and best took the force of our curse
Death’s victory armada juddered into reverse…
And either we bow or we stumble and fall
For the wisdom of a suffering God
has made fools of us all.
I gladly admit that I am
But I’ve placed my hope in a crucified
Man of sorrows,
man of grief
Will he stay beyond belief?
I have buried my life in the cold earth with him
Like a seed in the winter, I wait for the spring
From that garden of tombs Eden rises again
And Paradise blooms from his body
And never will end.
He’ll finish all he began
Creation hopes in a crucified man
When I stand at the judgement I have no other plan
I’ve placed my hope in a crucified man
Like the thief nailed beside him I have no other plan
I’ve placed my hope in a crucified man.