Lost was I and help-less, dam-na-tion de-served,
Yet in my proud mind, thought 'twould nev-er be served.
No cares for my God, no con-cerns for my pride,
My sin I would keep -- knew no rea-son to hide!
But God, rich in mer-cy and grace all di-vine,
Had cho-sen to save me, de-spite my de-signs.
He said he would love me and make me His son,
For rea-sons un-known -- ex-pla-na-tions I've none.
To save me He paid such an in-fi-nite cost --
His dear Son from glo-ry He sent to my cross!
Laid all my sin on Him and pun-ished Him there,
For me, who for Him would not ev-er have cared!
Then to me He came, and with o'er-whelm-ing grace
He drew me to Him Who had tak-en my place.
I saw then in Him the great Sav-ior a-lone,
Went run-ning to take Him and make Him my own.
He took me, and oh, with what glad-ness I find --
He loves me and leads me with gen-tle-ness kind!
What mer-cy, what love, and what grace oh, so free!
My God, un-to Thee shall my praise ev-er be!