Jesus, the Lamb that was slain
The blood that was shed
To wipe away my every stain
My sins were as crimson
He has made me white like snow
Filthy, dead, and but a worm
Trapped in misery and sin
Mercifully, He called my name
By grace I could not turn away
In me a worm, He does rejoice
My Shepherd leads me on
Directs my foot upon my path
Gently guides with rod and staff
I walk the straight and narrow
Upheld by His right hand
I often wander, going astray
He holds me tight in His hand
Beloved of God, bought with a price
His Spirit leads me, groans for
me
Through grace, I die to flesh
I’ll finish the course in
victory
Sanctified along the way
Becoming more like Christ
To God be the glory, praise His
name!
He is the Way, the Truth, and
the Life
