Room at the
Cross for You
an old hymn
The cross upon which Jesus died Is
a shelter in which we can hide; and its grace so free is sufficient for me, and
deep is its fountain as wide as the sea.
There’s
room at the cross for you, There’s room at the cross from you; Tho millions
have come, There’s still room for one—Yes, there’s room at the cross for you.
Tho millions have found Him a
friend and have turned from the sins they have sinned, the Savior still waits
to open the gates and welcome a sinner before it’s too late.
There’s
room at the cross for you, There’s room at the cross from you; Tho millions
have come, There’s still room for one—Yes, there’s room at the cross for you.
The hand of my Savior is strong,
and the love of my Savior is long; though sunshine or rain, through loss or in
gain, the blood flows from Calvary to cleanse ev’ry stain.
There’s
room at the cross for you, There’s room at the cross from you; Tho millions
have come, There’s still room for one—Yes, there’s room at the cross for you.
