295   Chief of Sinners




[1]
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.

[2]
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!

[3]
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.