#295Chief of Sinners

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Chief of sinners though I be, Jesus shed His blood for me; Died that I might live on high, Died that I might never die;
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O the height of Jesus' love! Higher than the heaven above, Deeper than the deepest sea, Lasting as eternity;
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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;
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As the branch is to the vine, I am His, and He is mine. Love that found me—wondrous thought! Found me when I sought Him not; Safe with Him from earthly strife, He sustains the hidden life.