I hear the Savior say
"Thy stength in deed is small;
Child of weakness, watch and pray
Find in me thine all in all"
Jesus paid it all
All to Him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain,
He washed it white as snow
For nothing good have I
Whereby Thy grace to claim;
I'll wash my garments white
In the blood of Calvary's Lamb
And now complete in Him.
My robe, His righteousness,
Close sheltered 'neath His side,
I am divinly blessed
Lord, now indeed I find
Thy power, and Thine alone,
Can change the leper's spots
And melt the heart of stone
When from my dying bed
My ransomed soul shall rise,
"Jesus died my soul to save,"
Shall rend the vaulted skies
And when before the thorne
I satnd in Him complete,
I'll lay my trophies down,
All down at Jesus' feet
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