There is no sin that I have done

This song moved me to tears last night at church. You can listen to it at Reformed Praise.

There is no sin that I have done

That has such height and breadth

It can’t be washed in Jesus’ blood

Or covered by His death.

There is no spot that still remains,

No cause to hide my face,

For He has stooped to wash me clean

And covered me with grace.

There is no wrath that I will know,

No wormwood and no gall;

For though such wounds and grief I earned

My Savior bore them all.

There is no work that I must add

To stand before His throne.

I only plead His life and death

Sufficient on their own.

There is no love that I desire

But Jesus’ warm embrace.

While now I know His love by faith

I long to see His face.

There is no song that I will sing,

No melody but this,

That my Beloved, He is mine,

For He has made me His.

Songwriters

Eric Schumacher & David L. Ward

This song moved me to tears last night at church. You can listen to it at Reformed Praise.

There is no sin that I have done

That has such height and breadth

It can’t be washed in Jesus’ blood

Or covered by His death.

There is no spot that still remains,

No cause to hide my face,

For He has stooped to wash me clean

And covered me with grace.

There is no wrath that I will know,

No wormwood and no gall;

For though such wounds and grief I earned

My Savior bore them all.

There is no work that I must add

To stand before His throne.

I only plead His life and death

Sufficient on their own.

There is no love that I desire

But Jesus’ warm embrace.

While now I know His love by faith

I long to see His face.

There is no song that I will sing,

No melody but this,

That my Beloved, He is mine,

For He has made me His.

Songwriters

Eric Schumacher & David L. Ward