Keep your eye on the Cross, where mercy was shown, Where the weight of our sins was carried alone. Not in anger, not wrath, but love pure and true He cried, “Forgive them, they know not what they do.”
Two hung beside Him, each facing the end, One mocked with pride, one called Him a Friend. With trembling voice and soul laid bare, A thief found grace hanging right there.
No time for good deeds, no long, righteous way, Yet Jesus declared, “You’ll be with Me today.” No works, no robe, no claim to defend Just faith in the Savior, and love without end.
But ponder this truth as your heart takes in view: The Man in the Middle died for me and for you. The Cross was the bridge, the pain was the price, And Heaven was opened through that sacrifice.
So when you feel lost, betrayed, or dismayed, Look up to the place where redemption was made. For the One in the middle, with thorns on His brow, Still says to the seeking, “You’re with Me now.”
