I stand amazed in the presence

Of Jesus the Nazarene

And wonder how He could love me

A sinner condemned, unclean

How marvelous, how wonderful

And my song will ever be

How marvelous, how wonderful

Is my Saviour's love for me

For me it was in the garden

he prayed: "Not my will, but thine."

He had no tears for his own griefs,

but sweat drops of blood for mine.

He took my sins and my sorrows

He made them his very own

He bore the burden to Calvary

He suffered and died for me

How marvelous, how wonderful

And my song shall ever be

How marvelous, how wonderful

Is my Saviour's love for me

When with ransomed in glory

His face I at last shall see

It will be my joy through the ages

To sing of His love for me

How marvelous, how wonderful

And my song shall ever be

How marvelous, how wonderful

Is my Saviour's love for me

How marvelous, how wonderful

Is my Saviour's love

for me