Tho’ your sins may be red and like scarlet,
Outnumbering the sands on the shore,
Yet thro’ Christ and His infinite mercy
They’re cleansed and remembered no more.
Remembered no more,
Remembered no more;
Yet thro’ Christ and His infinite mercy,
Your sins are remembered no more.
Hear the voice that in love now entreats you
To enter the wide open door,
That will lead to the kingdom of Heaven
Where sins are remembered no more.
At the door of your heart Christ is knocking,
He often has knocked there before;
Let Him in, He’ll forgive your transgressions,
And they’ll be remembered no more.