I NEVER CAN REPAY HIM



My lips shall sing of His mercy;
My pen shall write of his grace;
But I’ll never repay the slightest
Of the marks upon his face.



If my hands should toil forever
In the service of my Lord;
If my feet were always moving
To take the lost his word.



I could ne’er repay one heartache;
I could never ease one pain;
I could ne’er remove one nail print
From my savior’s precious hand!



But… for the love he showed me,
And for the pain he bore;
Though I know I can’t repay him,
I’ll try to serve him more!



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