Oh, what a debt we owe
To Him who shed His blood,
And cleansed our souls and gave us power
To stand before His God.
Saviour and Lord! We own
The riches of Thy grace;
For we can call Thy God, our God—
Can bow before His face.
Thy Father, too, above,
We worship as our own;
Who gave with Thee the Spirit's cry,
To us His sons foreknown.