Oh, what am I, that I should be The object of God's wondrous grace ? That He should send His Son to me, That I might see Him face to face ?
It was for me, . . it was for me, . . For me He left His throne above; His grace, His goodness all for me, .. For me the ocean of His love.
2. That He should give His Son for me, A sacrifice of love Divineâ Of love as boundless as the sea, That I might call the Saviour mine?
3. Oh, wondrous love, that He should leave His throne, and come to earth for me ! Should give His life my soul to save, The ransom pay that sets me free.
4. A life of service, death of shame, Ensample true for all, for meâ Oh, shall I not adore His name, Through time and through eternity.