1.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;As the brance is to the vine,I am His, and He is mine.2.O the height of Jesus’ love!Higher than the heaven above,Deeper than the deepest sea,Lasting as eternity;Love that found me-wondrous thought!Found me when I sought Him not!3.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 from earthly strife,He sustains the hidden life.