by Alvina Hall/John Grape
I hear the Savior 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.
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.
And when before the throne I stand in him complete
"Jesus died my soul to save" my lips shall still repeat.
Jesus paid it all, all to him I owe
Sin had left a crimson stain, he washed it white as snow.
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