Hear What He Has Done for My Soul!

I

Saved by blood, I live to tell
What the love of Christ hath done;
He redeem’d my soul from hell,
Of a rebel made a son:
Oh! I tremble still to think
How secure I lived in sin;
Sporting on destruction shrink,
Yet preserved from falling in.

II

In his own appointed hour,
To my heart the Saviour spoke;
Touch’d me by his Spirit’s power,
And my dang’rous slumber broke.
Then I saw and own’d my guilt:
Soon my gracious Lord replied,
“Fear not, I my blood have spilt,
’Twas for such as thee I died.”

III

Shame and wonder, joy and love,
All at once possess’d my heart;
Can I hope thy grace to prove
After acting such a part?
“Thou hast greatly sinn’d,” he said,
“But I freely all forgive;
I myself thy debt have paid,
Now I bid thee rise and live.”

IV

Come, my fellow-sinners, try,
Jesus heart is full of love!
Oh that you, as well as I,
May his wondrous mercy prove!
He has sent me to declare,
All is ready, all is free:
Why should any soul despair,
When he saved a wretch like me?