I once feared my accusers blame and castigation of my nameBut then His grace and mercy came and lo to my surprise no shameA double portion - Can it be? When I deserve malignityAnd beauty for my ashes too?And favor still my God with You?Such love is more than justice yea!It turned my darkest hour to day.My wretched robes He set asideAnd clothed me as His holy brideNow I can stand and face my foesfear none of their tormenting blowsFor all my debts Himself He paidAnd all my sins His own He madeThe burden that had tortured meHe lifted off and set me freeAnd more than just my debt He paidMyself the wretch His son He madeHow can one fathom such a love?No source on earth tis from aboveCould ever bring such love to lightThat heals all wrong and makes all rightA table He has set for mebefore blaspheming enemyAnd welcomes me as special guestWho men would curse He now calls blestSo hear me all who would condemnAnd rightly judge my own great sinI shall not seek a quarrel with youThe wretch you see He has made newmakrothumia
_________________Alan and Dina Martin