While I was yet confused and lost,
Jesus shedded his blood after counting the cost.
Before he gave his life for you and I,
It was in the garden where his flesh did cry.
"Father, if Thy wilt let this cup pass from me,"
But his spirit stood up just to set man free.
"Nonetheless not my will, but Thy will be done,"
Was the cry by which that fleshly battle was won.
So that we could be redeemed and our souls could be saved,
Jesus took death's victory when he rose from the grave.
God is the true lover of my soul.
He gave His ONLY Begotten to make me whole.
While I was yet engulfed in a world of sin,
He opened His arms and He took me in.
Written by: Missionary Ann Banks
Copyright ©2009
Jesus Lover Of My Soul - Hosanna! Music
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