I hear the Savior say, "Thy strength indeed is small; Child of weakness, watch and pray, Find in me Thine all in all." Jesus paid it all, All to Him I owe; Sin had left a crimson stain, He washed it white as snow. And when, before the throne, I stand in Him complete, "Jesus died my soul to save," My lips shall still repeat. Jesus paid it all, All to Him I owe; Sin had left a crimson stain, He washed it white as snow. Jesus paid it all, All to Him I owe; Sin had left a crimson stain, Sin had left a crimson stain, He washed it white as snow!