Can it be true, O blessed Lord,
These words are meant for me?
Which written in Thy word, I find,
"There is no spot in thee."
For me, a sinner, doomed for hell,
But pardoned, and set free;
These words of grace to me dost tell
"There is no spot in thee."
Thy Word condemns me, I confess,
For "all have sinned," I read:
"Sin's wages, too, are death," unless
Unto Thy grace I heed.
But God's gift is eternal life
Through Jesus Christ our Lord:
His finished work extends to all
Who trust His precious Word.
At Calvary, the Son of God
Laid down His life for me;
My soul rejoices in the Lamb
Who died to set me free.
When called to face Him now, I know,
There can no sin be found;
His blood has cleansed me white as snow,
His grace did so abound.
With His own robe of righteousness,
In love, He's covered me;
'Tis through His merit, He can say
"There is no spot in thee."
Yes, it is true, through wondrous grace,
These words apply to me,
And with such love I'll have a place
Through all Eternity.