At the Foot of the Cross

And being found in the form of man, He came to the earth

He humbled Himself in love, to show us our worth

Obedient to death, even death on the tree

At the cross, He poured out His life to set us free

At the foot of the cross, I lay it all down

My pride and my will, I give up my crown

In the shadow of grace, where mercy is found

At the foot of the cross, true peace will abound

Whoever exalts Himself will be brought down low

But the humble in heart God's grace will show

With a contrite spirit, He hears every plea

At the cross, He draws near to those who bends the knee

For God opposes the proud, but gives grace to the meek

In the shadow of His wings, it's His face we seek

He lifts up the lowly, the humble find grace

And lights our path, so we can finish the race

Come to Me, all who labor, I'll give you My rest

The burden is light when we lean on His chest

Take the yoke of the Savior, be humble and learn

At the cross, where our fleshly ambitions burn

He washed His disciples feet with humble care

The King took the form of a servant beyond compare

Whoever would serve must be lowest of all

At the cross, we answer His humbling call

Let thus mind be in you, the Spirit urges us search

That was in Christ, Who emptied Himself for the Church

With every step, may we follow His lead

At the cross, we find all we could ever need

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