Mother Erma J (Byrd) Wallace

When the Savior Reached Down His Hand For Me

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 Saviour 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
How my heart does rejoice when I hear His sweet voice
In the tempest to Him I do plea
There to lean on His arm safe secure from all harm
When He reached down His hand for me
When my Saviour 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
 

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