My Lord, I did not choose You,
For that could never be;
My heart would still refuse You,
Had You not chosen me.
You took the sin that stained me,
You cleansed me, made me new;
Of old You have ordained me,
That I should live in You.

Unless Your grace had called me
And taught my op'ning mind,
The world would have enthralled me;
To heav'nly glories blind.
My heart knows none above You,
For Your rich grace I thirst;
I know that if I love You,
You must have loved me first.

Your love has been forever,
From all eternity;
Its drawing power never
Shall be withdrawn from me;
I feel that I am kept by
The strength of love divine,
And when I wake in Heaven,
All glory shall be Thine.