This wretched man stands here today Encumbered by his sinful way Has built his life on shifting sand Oh, who will save this wretched man This wretched man has had it all All he desired at beck and call No thought of God or fellow man Oh, who will save this wretched man This wretched man now understands His endless wealth and strength of hand Amounts to nothing in God's plan Oh, who will save this wretched man Now, as my time draws to an end I find no place to make amends And now to face one fear alone That I must reap from the seeds I have already sown But for a chance to start again But for a voice to call me in But for a touch of saving grace Oh, who will save Oh, who will save Oh, who will save this wretched man