I boast not of works or tell of good deeds For naught have I done to merit His grace All glory and praise shall rest upon Him So willing to die in my place I will glory in the cross In the cross Lest His suffering all be in vain I will weep no more for the cross that He bore I will glory in the cross My trophies and crowns, my robe stained with sin 'Twas all that I had to lay at His feet Unworthy to eat from the table of Life Till Love made provision for me I will glory in the cross In the cross Lest His suffering all be in vain I will weep no more for the cross that He bore I will glory in the cross In the cross in the cross be my glory ever till my raptured soul shall find rest beyond the river. I will glory in the cross In the cross Lest His suffering all be in vain I will weep no more for the cross that He bore I will glory in the cross
