O, you weak and wretched man who sins,
Listen to this tale of One who lives;
A holy God who put off His crown,
Humbled Himself, to earth He came down.
In the form of a small babe He came,
A weak little thing, born in the hay.
Such a blessed thought; He came to save,
He healed the sick, the blind and the maimed.
Reached out to the lost, calmed raging seas,
Then died on the cross to ransom me.
He payed for my sins. Now I believe!
How can I show you the joy I feel
Since I learned that He broke the tomb's seal?
Rising He conquered death, hell and grave,
And now by His grace I live, saved!