Townend Stuart - In christ alone

^GHe is my ^Clight my ^Dstrength my ^Gsong. This ^Ccorner^Gstone, this ^Csolid ^Dground, ^Gfirm through the ^Cfiercest ^Ddrought and ^Gstorm. what heights of ^Clove, what ^Gdepths of ^Dpeace, when ^Gfears are ^Cstilled, when ^Gstrivings ^Dcease! My ^CComfor^Gter my ^CAll in ^DAll, ^Ghere in the ^Clove of ^DChrist I ^Gstand.

In ^CChrist a^Glone, who ^Ctook on ^Dflesh ^Gfullness of ^CGod in ^Dhelpless ^Gbabe! This ^Cgift of ^Glove and ^Crighteous^Dness, ^Gscorned by the ^Cones he ^Dcame to ^Gsave. till on that ^Ccross where ^GJesus ^Ddied, the ^Gwrath of ^CGod was ^Gsatis^Dfied. for ^Cevery ^Gsin on ^CHim was ^Dlaid; ^Ghere in the ^Cdeath of ^DChrist I ^Glive.

There ^Cin the ^Gground His ^Cbody ^Dlay, ^GLight of the ^Cworld in ^Ddarkness ^Gslain. Then ^Cbursting ^Gforth in ^Cglorious ^Dday, ^Gup from the ^Cgrave He ^Drose a^Ggain! And as He ^Cstands in ^Gvicto^Dry, sins ^Gcurse has ^Clost it's ^Ggrip on ^Dme. for ^CI am ^GHis and ^CHe is ^Dmine, ^Gbought with the ^Cprecious ^Dblood of ^GChrist.

No ^Cguilt in ^Glife, no ^Cfear in ^Ddeath; ^Gthis is the ^Cpow'r of ^DChrist in ^Gme. From ^Clife's first ^Gcry to ^Cfinal ^Dbreath, ^GJesus com^Cmands my ^Ddesti^Gny. No pow'r of ^Chell, no ^Gscheme of ^Dman, can ^Gever ^Cpluck me ^Gfrom His ^Dhand, till ^CHe ret^Gurns or ^Ccalls me ^Dhome; ^Ghere in the ^Cpow'r of ^DChrist I'll ^Gstand

^GHere in the ^Cpow'r of ^DChrist I'll ^Gstand