Can it be that Jesus bought me,
And on the hallowed cross atoned for me,
Loved me, chose me ere I knew Him!
Oh, what a precious, precious Friend is He!

Chorus:
Oh, it is wonderful, very, very wonderful,
All His grace so rich and free!
Oh, it is wonderful, very, very, wonderful,
That my Savior so loves me!

2 Praise His name, He sought and found me,
Sav’d me from wandering and brought me near;
Daily now His grace bestowing,
Jesus is growing unto me more dear.

3 It was years He had been waiting,
Waiting the dawning of the precious hour,
When I should at last be yielding,
Yielding to Jesus ev’ry ransom’d pow’r.

4 As I think of all, I marvel
Why in such patience He my good has sought,
And bestowed His grace upon me,
And in my spirit such a change has wrought.