I saw a picture of a man upon a cross,
Hanging in a second-hand store;
I heard some people say, "Such a cruel scene
Shouldn't be displayed anymore!"
Oh, what they fail to see,
Is what it means to me.
I see a Savior, I see a Redeemer,
I see a sinless man dying to set me free;
I see forgiveness, I see grace and mercy,
And it looks like love, it looks like love to me.
Some people, they don't understand,
The reason He died on the tree;
What may look like the darkest of days,
Is glorious victory!
Oh, only the heart can see,
The freedom in Calvary.
I see a Savior, I see a Redeemer,
I see a sinless man dying to set me free;
I see forgiveness, I see grace and mercy,
And it looks like love, it looks like love to me.
I see a Savior, I see a Redeemer,
I see a sinless man dying to set me free;
I see forgiveness, I see grace and mercy,
And it looks like love, it looks like love to me.