My Song
The price demanded was the highest ever
to ransom my lost, dying soul from hell;
yet, He paid it all, without a murmur.
God's wondrous grace for me let this song tell.
Chorus:
A life of hope is mine because of Jesus;
He gave me joy I never could afford,
opened my eyes to view His splendor
and brought me peace, sweet peace, God's peace.
His life was offered up, the sweetest savor,
love's sacrifice, sin's awful cost was paid;
I cannot tell why my Jesus loved me,
I only know He died my soul to save.
Chorus repeat.
Faye Lanham Gibson
Copyright, October 8, 2014
Copyright © Faye Gibson | Year Posted 2014
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