Chorus / Description :
My sin is nailed to the cross
My soul is healed by the scars
The weight of guilt I bear no more
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord
We have good news tonight because of the cross of Jesus Christ
Our guilt and our shame are nailed to the cross
When I stand accused by my regrets
And the devil roars his empty threats
I will preach the gospel to myself
That I am not a man condemned
For Jesus Christ is my defense
My sin is nailed to the cross
My soul is healed by the scars
The weight of guilt I bear no more
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord
When my doubt and shame hang over me
Like the arrows of the enemy
I will run again to Calvary
That rugged hill of hell's defeat
My fortress and my victory
My sin is nailed to the cross
My soul is healed by the scars
The weight of guilt I bear no more
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord
My sin is nailed to the cross
My soul is healed by the scars
Now I'm alive forevermore
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord
It is finished, sin is vanquished
Hallelujah, praise the Lord
All the glory, all the honor
To my Saviour, Christ the Lord
It is finished, sin is vanquished
Hallelujah, praise the Lord
All the glory, all the honor
To my Saviour, Christ the Lord
When I stand before the throne at last
His blood will plead my innocence
I will worship Him with holy hands
And raise the song that never ends
Of Jesus Christ, my righteousness
My sin is nailed to the cross
My soul is healed by the scars
The weight of guilt I bear no more
Praise the Lord, oh praise the Lord
My sin is nailed to the cross
My soul is healed by the scars
Now I'm alive forevermore
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord
Oh praise the Lord, praise the Lord
But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities; the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.
When Pilate therefore heard this saying, he was the more afraid;
having blotted out the bond written in ordinances that was against us, which was contrary to us: and he hath taken it out that way, nailing it to the cross;
who his own self bare our sins in his body upon the tree, that we, having died unto sins, might live unto righteousness; by whose stripes ye were healed.