I am so unworthy
Why would God want to set my spirit free
Why on earth would God want to save
Somebody like me
A wretched soul who lived for the Devil
And did his bidding every day
Not realizing that I was being deceived
In so many ways
The depths of Hell, where I could have been
If the scales did not fall from my eyes
I hope to be part of that great wonderful day
When far away my soul shall fly
To a big, beautiful city
Where the streets are made of gold
And light fantastic, bursting with love
The souls of saints, I will behold
Hallelujah to the King, who became a pauper for me
And suffered, and died to give His life
That I might one day be free
From the clutches of Satan, who still tortures my flesh
But I fight him off with glee
For I am so thankful, so very, very thankful
That Jesus saved somebody like me.