Anthem

My hope is in the One who has set me free,
     and with His love won me to His side.
And it is there I abide with peace and joy,
     it is there I am content and satisfied.
For who else can say they died for me?
     And who else can say they love perfectly?
Only the one, true King.
     The spotless Lamb, the Son of Man,
     Who by His blood gave me everything.
He took my sin upon the cross;
     and now I count the world as loss
     since I gained what matters by living in Him.
So He is worthy of praise,
     all of my days - both in this life and the next.
And I will gladly take on any test of temptation and sin,
      pressing on to win the prize.
I pray one day I'll see His eyes and hear,
     "My beloved... you've done well, My dear."
Gone will be all tears and all fear,
     replaced with the joy of His glory.
We will give praise to the Star of the redemption story,
     not knowing what else to do.
     ... Or perhaps unable to do anything but say,
     "All honor and power and glory to You!"