I stand am­azed in the pre­sence
Of Je­sus the Na­za­rene,
And won­der how He could love me,
A sin­ner, con­demned, un­clean.

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O how mar­vel­ous! O how won­der­ful!
And my song shall ever be:
O how mar­vel­ous! O how won­der­ful!
Is my Sav­ior’s love for me!

For me it was in the gar­den
He prayed: Not My will, but Thine.
He had no tears for His own griefs,
But sweat drops of blood for mine.

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In pi­ty an­gels be­held Him,
And came from the world of light
To com­fort Him in the sor­rows
He bore for my soul that night.

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He took my sins and my sor­rows,
He made them His ve­ry own;
He bore the bur­den to Cal­va­ry,
And suf­fered and died alone.

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When with the ran­somed in glo­ry
His face I at last shall see,
’Twill be my joy through the ag­es
To sing of His love for me.

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