Cross that leads us into glory,
Cross that bears a mystery:
Love outpoured and life exalted,
Tender grace that sets us free.
Grace that feeds us with affliction,
Bread of tears and saving cup.
Your life’s thirst, to serve your people,
Bending down, you are raised up.
Raised up high, your people scatter.
Arms outstretched, a welcome sign.
Life’s last breath are words that gather:
“You are each other’s, you are mine.”
Holy Thursday/Good Friday
Text: Copyright © 2014, 2017 Justin Huyck. All rights reserved.