WHEN NONE WAS FOUND TO RANSOM ME

When none was found to ransom me

He was found worthy;

to set a world of sinners free,

He was found worthy.




Oh, the bleeding Lamb!

Oh, the bleeding Lamb!

Oh, the bleeding Lamb!

He was found worthy.




To take the book and loose the seal,

to bruise the head that bruised His heel.




To bridge the gulf „twixt man and God,

and save the rebels by His blood.




To open wide the gates of heaven;

to Him all majesty is given.




To reign o‟er all the ransomed race;

I‟ve tasted of His saving grace.




His blood has washed me white as snow,

and all His fullness I shall know.