Cross Of Glory

<p>From the pages of the prophets<br/>He stepped out into the world<br/>And walked the earth in lowly majesty<br/>For He had been Creator<br/>A creature now was He<br/>Come to bare love&#x27;s sacred mystery<br/><br/>He the Truth was called a liar<br/>The only lover hated so<br/>He was many times a martyr before He died<br/>Forsaken by the Father<br/>Despised by all the world<br/>He alone was born to be the Crucified<br/><br/>Upon the cross of glory<br/>His death was life to me<br/>A sacrifice of love&#x27;s most sacred mystery<br/>And death rejoiced to hold Him<br/>Though soon He would be free<br/>For love must always have the victory<br/>Though no rhyme could ever tell it<br/>And no words could ever say<br/>And no chord is foul enough to sing the pain<br/>Still we feel the burden<br/>And suffer with Your song<br/>You love us so and yet You bid us sing<br/><br/>Upon the cross of glory<br/>His death was life to me<br/>A sacrifice of love&#x27;s most sacred mystery<br/>And death rejoiced to hold Him<br/>Though soon He would be free<br/>For love must always have the victory<br/><br/>Upon the cross of glory<br/>His death was life to me<br/>A sacrifice of love&#x27;s most sacred mystery<br/>And death rejoiced to hold Him<br/>Though soon He would be free<br/>For love must always have the victory<br/>Love must always have the victory