Kings Kaleidoscope - In christ alone

In Christ a^Emlone my hope is fo^Bm7und, He is my l^Cmaj7ight, my strength, my song This corner^Emstone, this solid ^Bm7ground, Firm through the ^Cmaj7fiercest drought and storm. What heights of lo^Cve, what depths of p^Deace, When fears are s^Ctilled, when strivings c^Dease! My comfor^Gter, my all in a^Bmll—Here in the l^Cmaj7ove of Christ I stand.

In Christ al^Emone, Who took on f^Bm7lesh, fullness of ^Cmaj7God in helpless babe! This gift of l^Emove and righteou^Bm7sness, scorned by the ^Cmaj7ones He came to save. Till on that cr^Coss as Jesus di^Ded, the wrath of G^Cod was satisfi^Ded For every s^Gin on Him was l^Bmaid—Here in the d^Cmaj7eath of Christ I live.

There in the g^Emround His body ^Bm7lay, light of the w^Cmaj7orld by darkness slain Then bursting f^Gorth His glorious d^Day, up from the g^Crave He rose again And as He st^Cands in victo^Dry, sin's curse has ^Clost its grip on ^Dme; For I am ^GHis and He is m^Dine, —bought with the p^Crecious blood of Christ.

No guilt in ^Glife, no fear in de^Dath—this is the ^Cpower of Christ in ^Gme From life's first c^Gry to final br^Death, Jesus com^Cmands my destiny. No pow'r of h^Cell, no scheme of ^Dman, can ever p^Cluck me from His ^Dhand; Till He ret^Gurns or calls me h^Dome—here in the p^Cower of Christ I'll stand