Under the shadow of an empty cross
My Lord found me so lonely and lost
Tempted and tried I had fallen from grace
I just wanted to hide in a dark dreary place.
But from the bondage of my tormented soul
I heard Him whisper, “I can make you whole.”
“Oh, crying child don’t you see?
“By Holy Grace I have ransomed thee!”
No longer the captive of shameful tears
He cleansed by heart of all it’s fears
and brought me beyond my cross of shame
To an old wooden one that bore His name.
He walked me out of that shadowy night
Into the glory of His precious saving Light
I felt His love embracing me
As by Holy Grace he set me free.