In Evil Long I Took Delight

In Evil Long I Took Delight

In evil long I took delight,
Unaw’d by shame or fear,
Till a new object met my sight,
And stopp’d my wild career.

Oh, the Lamb! The bleeding Lamb!
The Lamb of Calvary!
The Lamb that was slain,
That liveth again
To intercede for me.

I saw One hanging on a tree
In agonies and blood,
Who fixed His languid eyes on me,
As near His cross I stood.

My conscience felt and owned my guilt,
And plunged me in despair;
I saw my sins His blood had spilt,
And helped to nail Him there.

A second look He gave which said,
“I freely all forgive;
This blood is for thy ransom paid;
I die that thou may’st live.”

Thus while His death my sin displays
In all its blackest hue,
Such is the mystery of grace,
It seals my pardon too.

John Newton

Piano: Bill Ashton

Singing: Hilary Ashton