I've heard all the Saviour's love was strong.
He loved poor sinner like me.
He turned his back on the glory I
sprung, so save poor sinner like me.
The angels they sang him from glory.
I'm glad they told me the story.
He sang from life, so suffer and die
and save poor sinner like
me.
Now everybody help me with the chorus and
clap your hands with all the joy and
soul you have.
My name rose up high as a mountain.
They all disappeared in the fountain.
He put my name down for a palace
and crown.
Let me get there, I pray.