My Jesus, My Saviour.

 My Jesus, My Saviour

My Jesus, my Saviour—these words are my creed,

The confession that answers my soul’s deepest need.

You are not a tradition,a figure of lore,

But the living,the present, the God I adore.

You are the Lamb who was slain before time’s own dawn,

The promise of mercy on which hope is drawn.

You are theKing who surrendered His crown and His throne,

To make my heart’s poverty richly Your own.

But he was pierced for our transgressions, he was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was on him, and by his wounds we are healed. (Isaiah 53:5)

You saw me in bondage, in shadow, in fall,

And You wrote Your own name on my life’s broken wall.

You took every failure,each wound, every scar,

And sealed them forever,right where You are.

So I say it again, with a heart fully known:

My Jesus, my Saviour—You’re mine, and I’m Yours alone.

No power can alter this covenant claim,

Sealed by Your Spirit,affirmed by Your name.

For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life. (John 3:16)

Let angels now hear it, let demons now flee,

At the sound of this truth that has ransomed me.

My Jesus, my Saviour—my beginning, my end,

My dearest Redeemer,my faithful, true Friend.

Amen.