This is my story, this is my song
Praising my
I saw a blood washed pilgrim,
a sinner saved by
Have thine own way, Lord! Have thine own way!
Thou
O Lord my God, when I in awesome wonder
Consider
I'd rather have Jesus than silver or gold
I'd rather be
When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like
Just as I am, without one plea,
But that Thy blood
How can I say thanks
For the things you have done
My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus' blood and
sing the wondrous love of Jesus
sing His mercy and
Love sent my savior to die in my stead;
Why should
