Darkness and dying--
I hung Him in this place;
Perfect in beauty,
Now scarred with my disgrace.
My soul is so dark
All my sin has blocked the sun.
Tell me, where can I hide when
I see what I have done?

Hear now His mercy--
It brought Him to this place.
Grace great and boundless
Has crushed His form and face.
The skies bear the grief
Of a Father for His Son.
Lord, I bow here in silence
And see what love has done.

Words by Ken Bible
Music: Traditional Folk Tune and Ken Bible; arr. by Ken Bible
© 2005 by LNWhymns.com. CCLI Song #4444994.