My Lord, I did not choose You,
For that could never be;
My heart would still refuse You,
Had You not chosen me.
Unless Your grace had called me
And taught my op'ning mind,
The world would have enthralled me,
To heav'nly glories blind.
You took the sin that stained me,
You cleansed me made new;
Of old You have ordained me,
That I should live in You.
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.