I Cry to Him

Majestic name, oh so sweet.

I cry, I cry out, thanks for all, the price He paid.

Scarlet blood, with water flowed.

A broken heart, for those lost, forever in their selfish hearts.

I Cry, let not, my heart be hard.

Nails pierce each palm, the pain that should be mine.

My God; my Lord, my scapegoat, the lamb.

Guiltless man instead for me.

I cry, I cry in joyfulness, forgiveness to me He gave.

Nail through His feet, His price on which I stand.

Glorious name, all power to me avail.

Within the power, a fountain flows.

I cry, immersed within that fount.

Cleansed from sin, saved from hell.

Sacrificed on alter cross; in my stead He died.

Come third day to rise again, victory over death.

I cry; for salvation cry, to praise the Christ Jesus,

my God, my King, my Lord.

Roger W Hancock

Written 4- 11-2002 - © www.FoolBay.com