Behold the Man upon the cross

My sin upon His shoulders

Ashamed, I hear my mocking voice,

Call out among the scoffers.

It was my sin that held Him there,

Until it was accomplished.

His dying breath has brought me life,

I know that it is finished.

I will not boast in anything,

No gifts, no powers, no wisdom,

But I will boast in Jesus Christ

His death and resurrection!