1 My sin remained a dirty stain
My good could not erase,
Then Jesus came, my sin He claimed
And cleansed me by His grace.
To Christ I fly! On Him rely!
His grace is all I need.
Unmoved by doubts, my faith cries out,
""Christ is enough for me!""
2 My crippling fears are so severe,
I stumble on my way.
Yet Jesus keeps and never sleeps;
His right hand holds me safe.
3 My hurting heart is torn apart
By unrelenting pain.
Still Jesus cares, my suffering shares;
His favor never fades.
4 My feeble might will lose the fight
Against the Devil's schemes.,
But Jesus rose to crush my foe
And live His life in me.