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