Did You see me from the garden
Drops of blood upon Your brow
In Your anguish, crushed by sorrow
For my lost soul to be found

Words cannot describe
How I’m thankful for the price
You paid

Jesus oh my brother
I love You more than ever
From the cross Your love
Is carrying me now

How they scorned You, mocked and beat You
Bleeding stripes on Holy frame
Shoulders bending to the weight of
Our rebellion, grief and pain

Words cannot describe
How I’m thankful for the price

I will follow where You lead me
To a cross I'll go my way
Through the valley of the shadow