Once my soul was astray from the heavenly way,
I was wretched and as vile as could be,
but my Savior in love gave me peace from above,
when he reached down his hand for me.
When my Savior reached down for me,
when he reached down his hand for me,
I was lost and undone without God or his Son,
when he reached down his hand for me.
2. How my heart does rejoice when I hear his sweet voice
in the tempest to him I do flee,
there to lean on his arm, safe, secure from all harm,
when he reached down his hand for me.
When my Savior reached down for me,
when he reached down his hand for me,
I was lost and undone without my God or his Son,
when he reached down his hand for me.