- 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 shall ever be:
How marvelous! How wonderful!
Is my Savior’s love for me!
He prayed: “Not my will, but Thine.“
He had no tears for His own griefs,
But sweat-drops of blood for mine.
And came from the world of light
To strengthen Him in the sorrows
He bore for my soul that night.
He made them His very own;
He bore the burden to Calv’ry,
And suffered, and died alone.
His face I at last shall see,
’Twill be my joy through the ages
To sing of His love for me.