Whosoever

I praise the Lord that one like me

For mer­cy may to Je­sus flee.

He says that who­so­ev­er will

May seek and find sal­va­tion still.

My Sav­ior’s pro­mise fail­eth nev­er;

He counts me in the who­so­ev­er.

I was to sin a wretch­ed slave;

But Je­sus died my soul to save.

I look by faith and see this word

Stamped with the blood of Christ

my Lord.

I now be­lieve He saves my soul

His pre­cious blood hath made me whole.