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.