O search the thoughts of my heart,
O search the depths of my soul;
May You shine in my life.

I cannot face life
till I face Your death—
death to self, and birth to Christ.

Ever peace and rest
beyond the river—this is blest;
with my Lord beside me is best.

What a wonderful redemption:
my Saviour on the cross,
dying for me—blood of crimson,
His triumph for my salvation.

His death so graciously given,
so I may inherit eternal Heaven;
the Lord divine is mine—
His triumph for my salvation.