188 CHIEF OF SINNERS
[V1]
Chief of sinners though I be,
Jesus shed His blood for me;
Died that I might live on high,
Died that I might never die;
As the branch is to the vine,
I am His and He is mine.
Chief of sinners though I be,
Jesus shed His blood for me;
Died that I might live on high,
Died that I might never die;
As the branch is to the vine,
I am His and He is mine.
[V2]
O the height of Jesus’ love!
Higher than the heaven above;
Deeper than the deepest sea,
Lasting as eternity;
Love that found me wondrous thought!
Found me when I sought him not.
O the height of Jesus’ love!
Higher than the heaven above;
Deeper than the deepest sea,
Lasting as eternity;
Love that found me wondrous thought!
Found me when I sought him not.
[V3]
Chief of sinners though I be,
Christ is all in all to me;
All my wants to Him are known,
All my sorrows are His own;
Safe with Him from earthly strife,
He sustains the hidden life.
Chief of sinners though I be,
Christ is all in all to me;
All my wants to Him are known,
All my sorrows are His own;
Safe with Him from earthly strife,
He sustains the hidden life.