Lyrics
I will sing of the Lamb, of the price that was paid for me,
purchased by God, giving all he could give!
Here now I stand in the garments of righteousness;
death has no hold, for in Jesus I live.
I will sing of his blood that flows for my wretchedness,
wounds that are bared, that I may be healed;
pow’r and compassion, the marks of his ministry:
may they be mine as I harvest his field.
Oh, I will sing of the Lamb.
Oh, I will sing of the Lamb.
My heart fills with wonder, my mouth fills with praise!
Hallelujah, hallelujah.
Once I was blind, yet believed I saw ev’rything,
proud in my ways, yet a fool in my part;
lost and alone in the comp’ny of multitudes,
life in my body, yet death in my heart.
What shall I give to the man who gave ev’rything,
humbling himself before all he had made?
Dare I withhold my own life from his sov’reignty?
I shall give all for the sake of his name!