Jesus Paid It All Elvina M. Hall, 1865 copyright status is Public Domain Subject: Jesus/Savior Scripture: Isaiah 1:18; 1 Peter 1:18-19; Revelation 1:5-6 All to Christ [.xml] John T. Grape, 1868 copyright status is Public Domain Key: E♭ Meter: 6.6.6.6 R Learn about music formats... view sheet music [.pdf] [.sib] stop midi [.mid] This song in other languages: .pdf Deutsch (German) .pdf Pусский (Russian)	Now playing MIDI. It may take a few seconds to begin. 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. And now complete in Him, My robe, His righteousness, Close sheltered ’neath His side, I am divinely blest. Lord, now indeed I find Thy pow’r, and Thine alone, Can change the leopard’s spots [leper’s] And melt the heart of stone. When from my dying bed My ransomed soul shall rise, “Jesus died my soul to save,” Shall rend the vaulted skies. And when before the throne I stand in Him complete, I’ll lay my trophies down, All down at Jesus’ feet. *original text

Jesus Paid It All

All to Christ [.xml]

Key: E♭

Meter: 6.6.6.6 R

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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.
And now complete in Him,
My robe, His righteousness,
Close sheltered ’neath His side,
I am divinely blest.
Lord, now indeed I find
Thy pow’r, and Thine alone,
Can change the *leopard’s spots [*leper’s]
And melt the heart of stone.
When from my dying bed
My ransomed soul shall rise,
“Jesus died my soul to save,”
Shall rend the vaulted skies.
And when before the throne
I stand in Him complete,
I’ll lay my trophies down,
All down at Jesus’ feet.

*original text