The lonely night, the agony The crying in Gethsemane The Lord of life would face His death And willingly God's wrath accept It's still the cross; it's still the blood It's still His dying act of love Compelling me to spend my life In giving ev'rything for Christ In giving ev'rything for Christ The Roman scourge, the mockery The hanging curse of Calvary The Lord of life pursued His death And satisfied the sinner's debt It's still the cross; it's still the blood It's still His dying act of love Compelling me to spend my life In giving ev'rything for Christ In giving ev'rything for Christ The brilliant light, the stone removed The echo of His empty tomb The Lord of life had banished death Its fatal sting a vacant threat (a vacant threat) The greatest love, the sacrifice The triumph of the cross of Christ The Lord of life demands my death To live for Him with ev'ry breath (it's still the cross) It's still the cross It's still the cross; it's still the blood It's still His dying act of love Compelling me to spend my life In giving ev'rything for Christ In giving ev'rything for Christ It's still the cross