Verse 1
My heart is carried out beyond
The grace I now retain,
To heights and depths and lengths and breadths
That thru the Blood I gain,

Chorus
He made me what I am
He made me what I am
Tho' stained with guilt, His Blood He spilt,
To make me what I am

Verse 2
The world for me has lost its charms,
I'm out and out for God,
I've felt the cleansing Stream flow thru,
And Jesus lift the rod

Chorus
He made me what I am
He made me what I am
Tho' stained with guilt, His Blood He spilt,
To make me what I am

Verse 3
I'm now secure beneath His wings,
No storm can harm my soul,
My heart in very rapture sings,
I'm sealed to reach the goal

Chorus
He made me what I am
He made me what I am
Tho' stained with guilt, His Blood He spilt,
To make me what I am

Verse 4
I crave to be an instrument
In God's own hand to guide
Lost sinners to the Living One
That they in Him may hide

Chorus
He made me what I am
He made me what I am
Tho' stained with guilt, His Blood He spilt,
To make me what I am