1 I hear the Savior say,
Thy strength indeed is small;
Child of weakness, watch and pray,
Find in me thine all in all.

Chorus:
Jesus paid it all,
All to him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain;
He washed it white as snow.

2 For nothing good have I
Whereby thy grace to claim--
I'll wash my garment white
In the blood of Calvary's Lamb. [Chorus]

3 When from my dying bed
My ransomed soul shall rise.
Then "Jesus paid it all"
Shall rend the vaulted skies. [Chorus]

4 And when before the throne
I stand in him complete,
I'll lay my trophies down,
All down at Jesus' feet. [Chorus]