In Christ alone, my hope is found
He is my light, my strength, my song
This cornerstone, this solid ground
Firm through the fiercest droughts and storm
What heights of love, what depths of peace?
When fears are stilled, when strivings cease
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
The gift of love and righteousness,
Scorned by the ones he came to save.
'Till on that cross, as Jesus died
The wrath of God was satisfied.
For every sin, on him was laid,
Here in the death of Christ, I live.
Light of the world, in darkness, slain.
Then bursting forth in glorious day,
Up from the grave, he rose again!
And as he stands in victory,
Sin's curse has lost it's grip on me
For I am his, and he is mine
Bought with the precious blood of Christ.
No guilt of life, no fear in death,
This is the power of Christ in me.
From life's first cry, to my final breath,
Jesus commands my destiny.
No power of hell, no scheme of man,
Can ever pluck me from his hand.
'Till he returns, or calls me home,
Here in the power of Christ I stand.
No power of hell, no scheme of man,
Can ever pluck me from his hand.
'Till he returns, or calls me home,
Here in the power of Christ I stand.
