Constrained By Christ

The man of sorrows died in agony, struck once by God for my iniquity.
 He satisfied the Father's holy wrath,
 and drank the bitter cup in my behalf.
 Constrained by Christ's atoning
 sacrifice, without reserve, I offer Him my life.
 Redeeming love compels me to proclaim
 the all surpassing glory of His name.
 Resplendent in His royal majesty,
 my king still wears the scars of calvary.
 His death wounds show the depth of selfless
 love, imploring me to live for things above.
 Constrained by Christ's atoning
 sacrifice, without reserve, I offer Him my life.
 Redeeming love compels me to proclaim
 the all surpassing glory of his name.
 For Him I count my life no longer mine.
 In His great work, a higher call I find.
 To lose myself and find my all in
 Christ, I follow on and gladly pay the price.
 Constrained by christ's atoning
 sacrifice, without reserve, I offer Him my life.
 Redeeming love compels me to proclaim
 the all surpassing glory of his name.