He Wants A Poor Sinner Like Me


He wants a poor sinner like me.

He wants a poor sinner like me,
Oh, wonderful love, can it be!
Christ shed His own blood to redeem me,
He wants a poor sinner like me.

When I see Him beneath the cross bending,
When I hear the sharp nails His flesh rending,
When I see His blood flow,
Jesus loves me I know,
He wants a poor sinner like me.

Yes, He wants all the sinful, the grieving,
His dear arms are held out for receiving.
I no longer will stay from this Savior away,
He wants a poor sinner like me.

Yes, He wants by His hand now to hold me,
And with His mighty love to enfold me;
Yes, He wants me to stay in His presence alway,
He wants a poor sinner like me.