I hear the Saviour say,
“Thy strength indeed 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.
Lord, now indeed I find
Thy power, and Thine alone,
Can change the leper's spots,
And melt the heart of stone.
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.
Jesus paid it all —
All to Him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain;
He washed it white as snow.
When from my dying bed
My ransomed soul shall rise,
Then “Jesus paid it all! "
Shall rend the vaulted skies.
Jesus paid it all —
All to Him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain;
He washed it white as snow.
And when before the throne
I stand in Him complete,
I'll lay my trophies down,
All down at Jesus' feet.
Jesus paid it all —
All to Him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain;
He washed it white as snow.