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GI hear the Savior say, D"Thy strength indeeGd is small, CChild of weakness, watch and pray, GFind in MDe thineG all in all. GJesus paid it all, DAll to Him I owe, GSin hath G/Bleft a crimson Cstain, GHe washed Dit white Gas snow.
h]G I hear the Savior say,
D“Thy strength indeeGd is small; CChild of weakness, watch and pray, GFind in MDe thineG all in all.” GJesus paid it all, DAll to Him I owe; GSin had lG/Beft a crimson sCtain, GHe washed Dit white Gas snow.
GLord, now indeed I find DThy pow’r, and ThinGe alone, CCan change the leper’s spots GAnd melt Dthe heaGrt of stone. GJesus paid it all, DAll to Him I owe; GSin had lG/Beft a crimson sCtain, GHe washed Dit white Gas snow.
GFor nothing good have I DWhereby Thy grace tGo claim; CI’ll wash my garments white GIn the blDood of GCalv’ry’s Lamb. GJesus paid it all, DAll to Him I owe; GSin had lG/Beft a crimson sCtain, GHe washed Dit white Gas snow.
GAnd when before the throne, DI stand in Him compGlete; C"Jesus died my soul to save," GMy lips sDhall stGill repeat. GJesus paid it all, DAll to Him I owe; GSin had lG/Beft a crimson sCtain, GHe washed Dit white Gas snow.
GI hear the Savior say, D“Thy strength indeed is small; GChild of G/Bweakness, watchC and pray, GFind in MeD thine alGl in all.”
GJesus paid it all, DAll to Him I owe; G CSin had left a crimson stain, GHe washedD it whiGte as snow. GFor nothing good have I DWhereby Thy grace to claim; GI’ll washG/B my garments whCite GIn the bloDod of CalGv’ry’s Lamb.
GJesus paid it all, DAll to Him I owe; G CSin had left a crimson stain, GHe washedD it whiGte as snow. GAnd now complete in Him, DMy robe, His righteousness, GClose sheG/Bltered ’neath HCis side, GI am divinDely blestG.
GJesus paid it all, DAll to Him I owe; G CSin had left a crimson stain, GHe washedD it whiGte as snow. GLord, now indeed I find DThy pow’r, and Thine alone, GCan changG/Be the leper’s sCpots GAnd melt tDhe heart Gof stone.
GJesus paid it all, DAll to Him I owe; G CSin had left a crimson stain, GHe washedD it whiGte as snow. GWhen from my dying bed DMy ransomed soul shall rise, G“Jesus diG/Bed my soul to sCave,” GShall rendD the vaulGted skies.
GJesus paid it all, DAll to Him I owe; G CSin had left a crimson stain, GHe washedD it whiGte as snow. GAnd when before the throne DI stand in Him complete, GI’ll lay G/Bmy trophies dowCn, GAll down aDt Jesus’ Gfeet.
GJesus paid it all, DAll to Him I owe, GSin hath G/Bleft a crimson Cstain, GHe washed Dit white Gas snow.