Standing at the cross

From the musical Broken

Mark 15:22-39

Standing at the cross, thorns pressed on His head
Punished like a thief He steals my heart away, steals my heart away
Insults fly around words can break your heart
No word in reply word of life for me, word of life for me
Darkness of the soul life, it ebbs away
Father’s light is gone light for all the world, light for all the world

Steve Cracknell © 2003