When I think of the cross The cross of Christ Praise begins to rise Praise begins to rise When I look on the Lamb The wounded Lamb My hands will lift to Him My hands will lift to Him Isn't He worthy of all our worship? Isn't He worthy of the praises we bring? How could my heart not sing hallelujah? For the blood is still the blood And the King is still the King When I recount the cost The cost of grace You bought my sin and shame I'll never be the same When I look at my life How good You've been Oh. I can't hold it in I'll never hold it in Isn't He worthy of all our worship? Isn't He worthy of the praises we bring? How could my heart not sing hallelujah? For the blood is still the blood And the King is still the King The King is worthy Oh. Isn't He worthy? When I think of the tomb The empty tomb I'm filled with gratitude Endless gratitude For He defeated death And He reigns above No grave could hold His love No grave could hold His love When I think of the tomb The empty tomb I'm filled with gratitude Oh. Endless gratitude Oh. For He defeated death And He reigns above No grave could hold His love No grave could hold His love Isn't He worthy of all our worship? Isn't He worthy of the praises we bring? How could my heart not sing hallelujah? For the blood is still the blood And the King is still the King Isn't he worthy of all our worship? Isn't he worthy of the praises we bring? How could my heart not sing of all You've done for me? For the blood is still the blood And the King is still the King For the blood is still the blood And the King is still the King