At Calvary
The price of the life you gave
Was paid at
All the burdens that you bore
All of holy wrathís store
Were released upon that holy sacrifice
And Godís son paid the perfect price.
Calvary
Where the second Adam died for me
He hung there on the holy tree
Tree of life given to you and me
I will look to Calvary
Where the ransom was paid
And we were set free
By the holy one of Calvary.
To the cross of Christ weíll cling
To the perfect offering
Where the son of God was cut off
By the Fatherís perfect wrath
This perfect circumcision
Held in true derision
This alone was the perfect path
Did he lay his head upon deathís stone
And dream of Calvary?
Anthony Foster
July 28, 2007