1 Saved by blood I live to tell,
What the love of Christ hath done;
He redeemed my soul from hell,
Of a rebel made a son:
Oh I tremble still, to think
How secure I lived in sin;
Sporting on destruction’s brink,
Yet preserved from falling in.

2 In His own appointed hour,
To my heart the Savior spoke,
Touched me by His Spirit’s power,
And my dangerous slumber broke.
Then I saw and owned my guilt,
Soon my gracious Lord replied;
"Fear not, I My blood have spilt,
’Twas for such as thee I died."

3 Shame and wonder, joy and love,
All at once possessed my heart;
Can I hope Thy grace to prove,
After acting such a part?
"Thou hast greatly sinned," He said,
"But I freely all forgive;
I Myself thy debt have paid,
Now I bid thee rise and live."

4 Come, my fellow sinners, try,
Jesus’ heart is full of love;
Oh that you, as well as I,
May His wondrous mercy prove!
He has sent me to declare,
All is ready, all is free;
Why should any soul despair,
When He saved a wretch like me?