Hear What He Has Done for My Soul!

Saved by blood, I live to tell What the love of Christ hath done; He redeem’d my soul from hell, Of a rebel made a son: Oh! I tremble still to think How secure I lived in sin; Sporting on destruction shrink, Yet preserved from falling in.

In his own appointed hour, To my heart the Saviour spoke; Touch’d me by his Spirit’s power, And my dang’rous slumber broke. Then I saw and own’d my guilt: Soon my gracious Lord replied, “Fear not, I my blood have spilt, ’Twas for such as thee I died.”

Shame and wonder, joy and love, All at once possess’d my heart; Can I hope thy grace to prove After acting such a part? “Thou hast greatly sinn’d,” he said, “But I freely all forgive; I myself thy debt have paid, Now I bid thee rise and live.”

Come, my fellow-sinners, try, Jesus heart is full of love! Oh that you, as well as I, May his wondrous mercy prove! He has sent me to declare, All is ready, all is free: Why should any soul despair, When he saved a wretch like me?