Praise the Lord, the great I Am!
He woke me up from the dead
Breathed his Spirit into me
Opened my eyes and my ears
Taught me to fear him, and repent
I love him because he first loved me
I deserve his wrath, to burn in hell
The wages of sin is death
Jesus paid the price instead of me
Washed me white as snow
Bore my shame upon the cross
As he died at Calvary
My righteousness is as filthy rags
I cannot live by the law
Yet by grace I am made clean
Righteous in Christ
A branch grafted into the vine
Beloved of the Lord, his holy bride
Born of the Spirit, dying to flesh
A constant battle within
Though rest assured, I’ll overcome
Drawing my strength from the Lord
He will help me persevere
Until he calls me home
Until he calls me home
