Saved by Blood, I Live to Tell

Saved by blood I live to tell

What the love of Christ hath done;

He re­deemed 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’s brink

Yet pre­served from fall­ing in.

In His own ap­point­ed hour

To my heart the Sav­ior spoke

Touched me by His Spir­it’s pow­er

And my dan­ger­ous slum­ber broke.

Then I saw and owned my guilt

Soon my gra­cious Lord rep­lied;

Fear not

I My blood have spilt

’Twas for such as thee I died.

Shame and won­der

joy and love

All at once pos­sessed my heart;

Can I hope Thy grace to prove

After act­ing such a part?

Thou hast great­ly sinned

He said

But I free­ly all for­give;

I My­self thy debt have paid

Now I bid thee rise and live.

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?