Sunday, February 3, 2013

Chief of Sinners, Though I Be


Chief of sinners though I be,
Jesus shed His blood for me*,
Died that I might live on high,
Lives that I might never die.
As the branch is to the Vine,
I am His and He is mine!


Oh, the height of Jesus' love,
Higher than the heav'ns above,
Deeper than the depths of sea,
Lasting as eternity,
Love that found me -- wondrous thought!
Found me when I sought him not...
 Sea & Sky,
detail from World Meteorological Associaton
Photo March 2024
Chief of sinners though I be,
Christ is all in all to me.
All my wants to him are known;
All my sorrows are His own.
Safe with him in earthly strife,
I await the heav'nly life
  ---William McComb (19th Century)

* "....Christ Jesus came into the world to save sinners, of whom I am chief [foremost, first]."    ---St. Paul, from I Timothy 1:15 (NKJV)

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