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1 Chief of sinners though I be,
Jesus shed His blood for me;
Died that I might live on high,
Lived that I might never die.
As the branch is to the vine,
I am His and He is mine.
2 O the hight of Jesus' love!
Higher than the heav'ns above,
Deeper than the depths of sea,
Lasting to eternity;
Love that found me, wondrous thought!
Found me when I sought Him not.
3 Jesus only can impart
Balm to heal the smitten heart,
Peace that flows from sin forgiven;
Joy that lifts the soul to heaven;
Faith and hope to walk with God
In the way that Enoch trod.
4 Chief of sinners though I be,
Christ is all in all to me;
All my wants to Him are known,
All my sorrows are His own.
Safe with Him from earthly strife
He sustains the hidden life.
5 O my Savior! help afford,
By Thy Spirit and Thy Word!
When my wayward heart would stray,
Keep me in the narrow way;
Grace in time of need supply
While I live and when I die.
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First Line: | Chief of sinners though I be |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1880 |
Topic: | The Catechism: The Redeemer |
Notes: | Author from Index: McComb |