words You speak over me

All the fruit that you seek,
all that you desire to reap
are in Me.

Come, O come, to the foot of my cross,
where I laid my body down.

This, this is love
a mangled body, bruised and broken,
emptied and poured out for you.

You, dead, dying, and wasting away
What you thought life, only bore destruction.
What you sought, never satisfied.

Come, O come, to the foot of my cross,
where I lay my body down.

The time has come.
Here I am, Father
Not my will but Yours.

The cross in place
and I in mine
Forsaken, crushed, under judgment.

Come, O come, to the foot of my cross,
where I lay my body down.

Mourn your sin. I bear it well.
Grief and pain
sorrow and loss.

Lo! I stand in awe
No body to mourn;
Your body lies no more.

Come, O come, to the foot of my cross,
where I laid my body down.

What you seek you cannot find

and what you need you cannot form.

I am what you seek.
I am what you need.

Come, O come, to the foot of my cross,

where I laid my body down.

I am

with you

forever.