I hear the Savior say,

"Thy strength indeed is small,

Child of weakness, watch and pray,

Find in Me thine all in all."

Lord, now indeed I find

Thy pow'r, and Thine alone,

Can change the leper's spots,

And melt the heart of stone.

For nothing good have I

Whereby Thy grace to claim —

I'll wash my garments white

In the blood of Calv'ry's Lamb.

And when, before the throne,

I stand in Him complete,

"Jesus died my soul to save,"

My lips shall still repeat.