I boast not of works, nor tell of good deeds, For not have I done to merit His grace All glory and praise shall rest upon Him, So willing to die in my place. I will glory in the cross, in the cross, Lest His suffering all be in vain; I will weep no more for the cross that He bore, But I will glory in the cross. My trophies and crowns, my robe stained with sin, 'Twas all that I had to lay at His feet; Unworthy to eat from the table of life, Until love made provision for me. And I will glory in the cross, in the cross, Lest His suffering all be in vain; I will weep no more for the cross that He bore, I will glory in the cross. I will weep no more for the cross that He bore, But I will glory in the cross. Hallelujah, I will glory in the cross!