Did You see me from the garden Drops of blood upon Your brow In Your anguish, crushed by sorrow For my lost soul to be found Words cannot describe How I’m thankful for the price You paid Jesus oh my brother I love You more than ever From the cross Your love Is carrying me now How they scorned You, mocked and beat You Bleeding stripes on Holy frame Shoulders bending to the weight of Our rebellion, grief and pain Words cannot describe How I’m thankful for the price I will follow where You lead me To a cross I'll go my way Through the valley of the shadow