2. If I could have knelt beneath the rugged cross
And pulled those rusty nails out of His hands,
If I could have stopped the sword that pierced His side
And let His precious blood flow on the land.

3. If I could have knelt beneath that rugged cross
And shed my bitter tears for all to see
I know He would have said in gentle tones so low
"Arise, my child, for this is what's to be."

4. I know my Savior died to pay for all my sins,
To save the wretched souls in darkness lost.
I would have tried to tell Him how much He means to me
If I could have knelt beneath the cross.