Dark was sin’s stain
Cruel was sin’s rule
My rebel soul slain
For sin played the fool
No hope to know joy
For death was a thief
No cause to employ
To find my relief
My fate was so grim
My case was all lost
Till hope was in Him
He paid the full cost
I found but one plea
Twas death to my pride
Have mercy on me!
For nothing will hide
The stain of my shame
But a Lamb who was slain
For the fame of the Name
No guilt to remain
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