(1)WHAT VALUE
What value did it have,
That old wooden cross,
The day on which Jesus died?
Just two beams of wood,
And three nails of iron,
On which He would be crucified.
But the world could not know,
The price to be paid,
By the blood that forever would stain.
For no greater cost,
Could e’er be attached,
To the cross where the Master was slain.
So the world will hold fast,
To that old wooden cross;
In its glory we gladly will share.
For that cross has been made,
More precious than gold,
By the price that was paid for us there."
(1) - Pastor Jim Reeves