In Christ Alone
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 storms.
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.
This 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.
There in the ground his body lay,
Light of the world by 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 its grip on me.
For I am his, and he is mine,
Bought with the precious blood of Christ.
No guilt in life, no fear in death,
This is the power of Christ in me.
From life’s first cry, to 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’ll stand.
by Getty and Townend
©2001 Kingsway Music
Faith and Sight 