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 â All to Him I owe ; Sin had left a crimson stain ; He washed it white as snow.
2. Lord, now indeed I find Thy power, and Thine alone, Can change the leper's spots, And melt the heart of stone.
3. For nothing good have I Whereby Thy grace to claim â I'll wash my garments white In the blood of Calvary's Lamb.
4. When from my dying bed My ransomed soul shall rise, Then " Jesus paid it all ! " Shall rend the vaulted skies.
5. And when before the throne I stand in Him complete, I'll lay my trophies down, All down at Jesus' feet.