Lord, Is It I? (Green)

Someone is be­tray­ing the Sav­ior and Lord

Who free­ly thro’ love died each soul to re­deem;

Someone is de­ny­ing

re­ject­ing His word

Tho’ tread­ing the banks of death’s tur­bu­lent stream.

Lord

is it I? Lord

is it I?

Betraying and sell­ing Thee day af­ter day?

Lord

is it I? Lord

is it I?

Convict and con­vert me

I ear­nest­ly pray!

Someone is re­ceiv­ing the price of the Christ

And guilt­ily turn­ing in tri­umph away;

By riches and world­ly al­lure­ments en­ticed

Disdaining al­le­giance the Sav­ior to pay.

Someone still is bind­ing the Fa­ther’s own Son

And plat­ting the thorns as a crown for His brow;

The mul­ti­tude join­ing

tho’ lost and un­done

To mock and re­vile

as be­fore Him they bow.

Oh! yes

I have sold Him

my Sa­vior and friend

Who for me His life on dark Cal­va­ry gave;

But now in con­tri­tion and ang­uish I bend

Confessing

sur­render­ing

be­liev­ing He’ll save!