223. Chief of sinners though I be

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 height of Jesus' love!
Higher than the heaves above,
Deeper than the depths of sea,
Lasting as 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 Saviour, 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.

Text Information
First Line: Chief of sinners though I be
Meter: 7s.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1893
Topic: The Redeemer
Notes: W. McComb.
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