Depth of mercy, can there be
Mercy still reserved for me?
Can God His wrath forbear
Me, a sinner, spare?
There my Savior stands
Holding out His wounded hands
God is love, I know, I feel
He loves me "Still"
My Master I¹ve denied
And I have crucified
I¹ve profaned His hallowed name
Put Him to an open shame
And I know, I know that He loves me "Still"
And I know, I know that He loves me "Still"
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