Being born with sin and guilt within,
Eternity so close to me,
God's law I broke;
His justice spoke,
Condemned me to the cross of Calvary.
The trade was made; the price was paid,
Upon the tree of Calvary.
For there Christ died, was crucified,
And now He lives His life through me.
There by God's son, the spotless one
Mercy was showed, to me bestowed.
He'd die for me and He'd set me free
If I would live for Him my whole life through.
So now I seek in all I speak
In where I go, the friends I know
In what I do to ever be true
For since He paid the price I'm not my own.
* This was written in August '70 after I came home from camp Emmanuel.