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!