Iniquity
is purged as dross,
And
all its debt is satisfied
By
Christ our Savior on the cross
Who
paid our ransom when He died.
All
we like sheep had gone astray;
We
had no hope apart from Christ!
Salvation
had no other way
Unless
our Lord was sacrificed!
He
saw the anguish of His soul
Which
satisfied His law's demands.
His
marks of love are wonderful:
Behold
our Savior's feet and hands!
It
passes what we comprehend,
To
know You're satisfied, O Savior,
To
search Your love that has no end,
And
contemplate Your boundless favor!
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