Resting in the Cross

"Resting or Working"
(Country/Folk Style)
(Verse 1)
There's a river running crimson through the ages,
Where the Lamb was slain and every debt was paid,
Some are drowning, reaching upward through the waters,
While others float on grace that bears their weight.
(Chorus)
You're either resting or you're working,
There ain't no middle ground,
Either trust the Cross of Jesus,
Or you're gonna wear yourself down,
Grace alone, faith alone,
That's the only way I've found,
You're either resting or you're working,
There ain't no middle ground.
(Verse 2)
I've seen pilgrims climbing mountains in the distance,
Building altars with their hands worn to the bone,
While the mystery whispers softly through the silence—
"Child, the work is done, just rest and come on home."
(Chorus)
You're either resting or you're working,
There ain't no middle ground,
Either trust the Cross of Jesus,
Or you're gonna wear yourself down,
Grace alone, faith alone,
That's the only way I've found,
You're either resting or you're working,
There ain't no middle ground.
(Verse 3)
Paul saw lightning on the Damascus road one morning,
Heard the voice of grace when all he'd known was law,
He traded all his righteousness like filthy rags of warning,
For the riches found in Christ—and nothing more.
(Bridge)
So lay your burdens down beside the tree,
Where thorns became a crown and death set captives free,
The veil is torn, the door stands open wide,
No ladder tall enough could reach the other side.
(Final Chorus)
You're either resting or you're working,
There ain't no middle ground,
Either trust the Cross of Jesus,
Or you're gonna wear yourself down,
Grace alone, faith alone,
That's the only way I've found,
You're either resting or you're working,
There ain't no middle ground.
(Outro)
I'm on the resting side,
Yeah, I'm on the resting side.

Country folk style