Nailed to the Cross

There was One who was will­ing to die in my stead

That a soul so un­wor­thy might live;

And the path to the cross He was will­ing to tread

All the sins of my life to for­give.

They are nailed to the cross

They are nailed to the cross

O how much He was will­ing to bear!

With what ang­uish and loss Je­sus went to the cross!

But He car­ried my sins with Him there.

He is ten­der and lov­ing and pa­tient with me

While He cleans­es my heart of the dross;

But there’s no con­dem­na­tion—I know I am free

For my sins are all nailed to the cross.

I will cling to my Sav­ior and nev­er de­part—

I will joy­ful­ly jour­ney each day

With a song on my lips and a song in my heart

That my sins have been tak­en away.