When I was lost and lonely, on my own
A stranger to myself without a home
Although I turned from him my guilty face
This one took my place
I am His by grace.

And when in secret my Lord I deny
My heart is bound with cords I can't untie
And though I turn from him my guilty face
This one took my place
I am His by grace.

This righteous one who took my place
Took for himself my disgrace
And though I turn from him my guilty face
This one took my place
I am His by grace.

And when they hung him on that cursed tree
The nails that held him there, they set me free
And though I turn from him my guilty face
This one took my place
I am His by grace.

I am His by grace.