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

For nothing good have I

Whereby Thy grace to claim

I’ll wash my garments white

In the blood of Calv’ry’s Lamb

Lord, now indeed I find

Thy pow'r and Thine alone

Can change the leper’s spots

And melt the heart of stone

When from my dying bed

My ransomed soul shall rise

Jesus died my soul to save

Shall rend the vaulted skies

And when before the throne

I stand in Him complete

I’ll lay my trophies down

All down at Jesus’ feet