To the One who is Holy,
To the One who is holy, I compose my rhyme
To the One who is holy, I dedicate my heart and my mind
To the one who is purer than snow, I give my all
For my unworthy soul He suffered and died
In the sea of His love let me ever remain
At the foot of His cross let me ever be found
Proclaiming the glory of His triumph rising!
Singing the gospel of salvation, a glorious sound!
So to the one who is Holy, I truly owe all
From the air that I breath, to the hope in my heart
For He willing took the burden and pain of my Sin
And In a cosmic display of power and love, death’s reign he did end
That by the blood of the Savior I might be holy like Him