The cross of death was meant to be
Our Savior's walk to Calvary
The only way to pardon sin
Was give His life and rise again
He did for me what I could not do
His cleansing pow'r has made me new
I'll praise His name, for e'er extol
For with His blood, He washed my soul
The crown of thorns, the purple robe
The piercing nails, the pain untold
The blackest heart now white as snow
This worthy Lamb has washed my soul
