Room at the Cross for You

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 for 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 welcomes a sinner before it's too late.

There's room at the cross for you,

There's room at the cross for 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;

Through sunshine or rain, through loss or in gain,

The blood flows from Calv'ry to cleanse ev'ry stain.

There's room at the cross for you,

There's room at the cross for you;

Tho' millions have come, There's still room for one

Yes, there's room at the cross for you.