'Tis not that I did choose Thee,
For, Lord that could not be;
This heart would still re-fuse Thee,
Hadst Thou not cho-sen me.
Thou from the sin that stained me
Hast cleansed and set me free;
Of old Thou hast or-dained me,
That I should live to Thee.
'Twas sov-ereign mer-cy called me
And taught my o-pening mind;
The world had else en-thralled me,
To heaven-ly glo-ries blind.
My heart owes none be-fore Thee,
For Thy rich grace I thirst;
This know-ing, if I love Thee,
Thou must have loved me first.