There is par­don, full and free,
At the cross,
Whatsoe’er our sins may be,
At the cross;
Let us now the Lord en­treat,
With our bur­dened souls to meet,
And be­stow that par­don sweet,
At the cross.

Refrain

At the cross, at the cross,
There’s re­demp­tion there for me,
At the cross.
At the cross, at the cross,
There’s re­demp­tion there for me,
At the cross.

There’s a peace that none can tell,
At the cross,
In the Sav­ior’s all is well!
At the cross;
Let us seek that peace to prove,
That is show­ered from above
Thro’ the Mas­ter’s dy­ing love,
At the cross.

Refrain

There’s a joy that all may feel,
At the cross,
If in hum­ble faith they kneel,
At the cross;
Let us taste that joy so great,
Ere it be for us too late,
Mercy will not al­ways wait,
At the cross.

Refrain

There’s a hope that will en­dure,
At the cross,
It is like an an­chor sure,
At the cross;
Let us now that hope ob­tain,
That shalt ne­ver prove in vain,
While be­liev­ing we re­main
At the cross.

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