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I stand amazed in the presence of Jesus the Nazarene |
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And wonder how he could love me, a sinner, condemned, unclean |
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For me it was in the garden |
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He prayed: \"Not my will, but thine\" |
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He had no tears for his own griefs, |
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But sweat-drops of blood for mine |
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How marvelous! How wonderful! |
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And my song shall ever be |
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How marvelous! How wonderful! |
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Is my Saviour's love for me! |
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He took my sins and my sorrows, |
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He made them his very own |
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He bore the burden to Calvery, |
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And suffered and died alone |
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When with that ransomed in glory |
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His face I at last shall see, |
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It will be my joy through the ages |
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To sing of his love for me |
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How marvelous! How wonderful! |
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And my song shall ever be |
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How marvelous! How wonderful! |
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Is my Saviour's love for me! |
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How marvelous! How wonderful! |
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And my song shall ever be |
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How marvelous! How wonderful! |
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Is my Saviour's love for me! |
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Love so amazing, |
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Love so divine, |
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Demands my soul, my life, my all |
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Love so amazing, |
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Love so divine, |
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Demands my soul, my life, my all |
