Isaiah 1:18

• [Isa 1:18] Jesus Paid It All

  I hear the Savior say, “Thy strength indeed is small; Child of weakness, watch and pray, Find in Me thine all in all.” Refrain Jesus paid it all, All to Him I owe; Sin had left a crimson stain, He washed it white as snow. For nothing good have I Whereby Thy grace to claim, I’ll wash my garments white In the blood of Calv’ry’s Lamb. Refrain And now complete in Him My robe His righteousness, Close sheltered ’neath His side, I am divinely blest. Refrain Lord, now indeed I find Thy power and Thine alone, Can change the leper’s spots And melt the heart of stone. Refrain When from my dying bed My ransomed soul shall rise, “Jesus died my soul to save,” Shall rend the vaulted skies. Refrain And when before the throne I stand in Him complete, I’ll lay my trophies down All down at Jesus’ feet. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Isa 1:18] Though Your Sins Be As Scarlet

  “Though your sins be as scarlet, They shall be as white as snow; Though your sins be as scarlet, They shall be as white as snow; Though they be red like crimson, They shall be as wool!” “Though your sins be as scarlet, Though your sins be as scarlet, They shall be as white as snow, They shall be as white as snow.” Hear the voice that entreats you, O return ye unto God! Hear the voice that entreats you, O return ye unto God! He is of great compassion, And of wondrous love; Hear the voice that entreats you, Hear the voice that entreats you, O return ye unto God! O return ye unto God! He’ll forgive your transgressions, And remember them no more; He’ll forgive your transgressions, And remember them no more; “Look unto Me, ye people,” Saith the Lord your God! He’ll forgive your transgressions, He’ll forgive your transgressions, And remember them no more, And remember them no more.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Isaiah 42:16

• [Isa 42:16] O Lead My Blindness By The Hand

  O lead my blindness by the hand, Lead me to Thy familiar feast, Not here or now to understand, Yet even here and now to taste, How the eternal Word of Heav’n On earth in broken bread is giv’n. We, who this holy precinct round In one adoring circle kneel, May we in one intent be bound, And one serene devotion feel; And grow around Thy sacred shrine Like tendrils of the deathless Vine. We, who with one blest food are fed, Into one body may we grow, And one pure life from Thee, the Head, Informing all the members flow; One pulse be felt in every vein, One law of pleasure and of pain.

  source: Cyberhymnal