How often do I wonder
That Christ could love me so
But never can I answer
Why He such love should show
It passeth understanding
Outreaching human thought
That He, the Lord of glory
My soul with blood hath bought
Most wondrous condescension
That Christ from heaven came
That He, for man's redemption
Would suffer death and shame
That Christ so loved transgressors
And shed His precious blood
That He would die for sinners
Among whom once I stood
I wish I could remember
But oh, how oft I fail
The love which Jesus bears me
When sin doth me assail
That I might hate the sinning
Which nailed Him to the cross
That I might love my Saviour
For Him count all else loss
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I never would forget Him
Nor darksome Calvary
Forever would I love Him
Who chose to die for me
O help me, blessed Saviour
To keep Thy cross in view
Within Thy love e'er hide me
And thus my love renew
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