The Ground Is Level At The Foot Of The Cross

If you measure the gain, better count the cost
'cause the ground is level at the foot of the cross
Take heart my brothers, in the world you're lost
But the ground is level at the foot of the cross

You can judge your brother by his fortune's size
But we're all the same in the good Lord's eyes
You can judge your sister by the deeds she's done
But we're judged in Heaven by the carpenter's son

If you measure the gain, better count the cost
'cause the ground is level at the foot of the cross
Why gain the world if your soul's been lost?
Cause the ground is level at the foot of the cross

Rich man, poor man, they all fade away
But they'll all be together on the judgment day
The Poor man's sittin' at the Lord's right hand
Just rockin' in the bosom of Abraham

There stood the sinner and the Pharisee
A-prayin' in the temple on the bended knee
One begged for mercy, to the Lord he cried
And he met his savior on the other side

You must enter heaven as a humble man
Cast away your burdens, take him by the hand
By the grace of Jesus and his holy blood
All sins are washed in the mighty flood