Oh, What Am I, That I Should Be
The Object Of God’s Wondrous Grace ?
That He Should Send His Son To Me,
That I Might See Him Face To Face ?

It Was For Me, It Was For Me,
For Me He Left His Throne Above;
His Grace, His Goodness All For Me,
For Me The Ocean Of His Love.

That He Should Give His Son For Me,
A Sacrifice Of Love Divine
Of Love As Boundless As The Sea,
That I Might Call The Saviour Mine?

Oh, Wondrous Love, That He Should Leave
His Throne, And Come To Earth For Me !
Should Give His Life My Soul To Save,
The Ransom Pay That Sets Me Free.

A Life Of Service, Death Of Shame,
Ensample True For All, For Me
Oh, Shall I Not Adore His Name,
Through Time And Through Eternity.