In Christ alone
My hope is found
He is my light, my strength my song
This cornerstone, this solid ground, firm through the fiercest drought and storm
What heights of love, what depths of peace
When fears are stilled, striving ceased
My comforter, my all in all, here in the love of Christ I stand
In Christ alone, who took on flesh, fullness of God in helpless babe
This gift of love and righteousness, scorned by the ones He came to save
Til on that cross, as Jesus died, the wrath of God was satisfied
For every sin on Him was laid, here at the death of Christ I live!
There in the ground, his body lay, light of the world by darkness slain
Then bursting forth on glorious day, out of the grave he rose again!
And as he stands in victory, sins curse has lost it's grip on me!
For I am His, and He is mine, born of the precious blood of Christ!
No guilt in life, no fear in death
This is the power of Christ in me
From lives first cry, to final breath, Jesus commands my destiny!
No power of hell, no scheme of man, can ever pluck me from His hand
Til he returns or calls me home, here at the power of Christ I stand!
What can wash away my sins?
Nothing but the blood of Jesus!
What can make me whole again?
Nothing but the blood of Jesus!
What can make me whole again?
Nothing but the blood of Jesus Oh how precious is the flow, that makes me white as snow
No other fount I know, nothing but the blood of Jesus...
No no nothing but the blood of Jesus
