At the Cross
There is freedom
At the Cross
you are found
Lift your eyes,
see there is hope now
For the Father is calling you Home
At the Cross
There is freedom
At the Cross
You are found
Lift your eyes,
see there is hope now
For the Father is calling you home
Come Home
The Father is waiting
Come Home
Your sins are forgotten,
There is room at the foot of the Cross
In His presence
you'll find Forgiveness
In His presence Mercy abounds
And by His blood, your washed from the dirt and shame
So that Joy may be your song
Come Home
The Father is waiting
Come Home
Your sins are forgotten,
There is room at the foot of the Cross
Come Home
The Father is waiting
Come Home
Your sins are forgotten,
There is room at the foot of the Cross
Your dirt and shame have no claim
For He has washed your sins away
Call on His name,
His precious Name!
And He will make you whole again
Your dirt and shame have no claim
For He has washed your sins away
Ooohhh
Call on His precious Name!
And He will make you whole again
Come Home
The Father is waiting
Come Home
Your sins are forgotten,
There is room at the foot of the Cross
Come Home
Come Home
The Father is waiting
Come Home
Your sins are forgotten,
There is room at the foot of the Cross