At the Cross

A life of sin I once live, So dirty and so dark; My ways were but perverted, So impure and so black; I transpose God's own nature, And took on devil's mark; But all now I can remember, Is at the cross I surrender. I strayed from my creator, And was a slave to sin; I yield to my desire, And didn't let Christ in; But my soul was so burden, On someone need to lean; So my heart I had to render, And at the cross I surrender. I chase after ruination, And rambled in darkness; All I could ever think of, Were what will bring sadness; The state I was living in, Not better than madness; I sought for a mighty helper, Till at the cross I surrender. My ways made God so furious, Judgement was upon me; My innate eye was opened, Jeopardy I could see; I seek the love of Jesus, His kindness and mercy; My life to him I did render, For at the cross I surrender. Oh what a joy to know that, I have been forgiven; Cause all the sins of the past, Jesus have forgotten; For when satan accuse me, I will tell him listen; I cannot be in his order, When at the cross I surrender.