 
Thank You, Jesus
O come, let us worship and bow
down: let us kneel before the
LORD our maker. Psalm 95:6
In reverence and awe, I bow at your feet
With gratitude for Your provisions so sweet.
Naught else can ever satisfy,
All the needs of sinners such as I.
You took my place, You paid the price,
And Your grace will all my needs suffice.
Your own blood flowed, God's plan to serve,
That I might gain what I don't deserve.
You took garments, stained with sin's dark blight,
And gave me fine linen, all clean and bright.
You took away all of my guilt and my shame,
And I will ever praise Your name!
You've taken me to be Your precious bride,
And clothed me in righteousness,a gown of white.
To live forever, from sin set free,
And dwell with You in heaven, eternally.
Oh praise you, Jesus, God's own Lamb,
For making me a child of the great I Am.
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Most of all, I thank my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ,
for cleansing me from sin and saving my soul.
All that I am, all that I have, all that I do,
is because of Him, and I am eternally grateful!
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