Pocket Full Of Rocks - At The Cross Lyrics
Dark was the stain of my sinEvermore guilty withinSearching for rescue when none could be foundUntil from that hill I heard the soundUntil from that hill I heard the soundAt the cross, at the crossWhere there's room for meAt the cross, at the crossI am finally freeAt the cross, at the crossBurdens thrown awayAt the crossOh, what a glorious planGod reaching down to fallen menTo all of us broken, lost and undoneHere now as heaven bids us comeHere now as heaven bids us comeAt the cross, at the crossWhere there's room for meAt the cross, at the crossI am finally freeAt the cross, at the crossBurdens thrown awayAt the crossA way seems truly yours hold and touch meAnd grace of [Incomprehensible] cradled and sing [Incomprehensible]A way seems truly yours hold and touch, warm embraceIs greater than my sinAt the cross, at the crossWhere there's room for meAt the cross, at the crossI am finally freeAt the cross, at the crossBurdens thrown awayAt the cross, at the crossAt the cross, at the crossWhere there's room for meAt the cross, at the crossI am finally freeAt the cross, at the crossBurdens thrown awayAt the cross, at the crossAt the cross, at the cross
