Gloriosa Cruz

When I remember the Glorious Cross
Where the Son of God died
I consider everything as vain and deceitful
And my pride has no place

Look at his hands
His forehead, his feet
What a strange mixture
Of love and pain
When love means dying
To give us life He came to suffer

Oh, Glorious Cross
Oh, Glorious Cross
It teaches me that by his dying
I can live

Oh, Glorious Cross
Oh, Glorious Cross
We gather today, to bless
Your name, Oh King

What could I ever repay you, Lord
Life itself will never be enough
To repay such immense love
But today I give you all that I am