In the cross of Christ I rest In his bloodand nothing less Washed in red to become white By his blood I'm justified To the cross of Christ I look To the one whom God forsook There alone I rest my plea That his blood was shed for me Oh, it's an anchor for my soul Oh, in the cross is all my hope Glory to the King Praise to him we sing, we sing, we sing To the cross of Christ I run When by guilt I'm overcome Trusting in his finished work That on him my sins were put On the cross of Christ I died With him I was crucified So in him I will be raised Saved from judgment on that day Oh, it's an anchor for my soul Oh, in the cross is all my hope Glory to the King Praise to him we sing, we sing, we sing On the cross of Christ I stand None can take me from his hand Chosen, called, and justified One day to be glorified For the cross of Christ I give All for which I have to live To my death, Lord, I would go To walk on this bloodstaine droad Oh, it's an anchor for my soul Oh, in the cross is all my hope Glory to the King Praise to him we sing, we sing, we sing