Instead

When I was brought to judgment

'Twas nothing I could say

And guilty was the verdict

Still I am walking free today

And I am the chief of sinners

Should have been left for dead

My penalty, death on a tree

Jesus paid instead

When I did waste my blessing

A squandered precious gift

Upon the Shepherd's shoulder

This lost lamb he did lift

And I am the chief of sinners

Should have been left for dead

My penalty, death on a tree

Jesus paid instead

When on a road to nowhere

Bound to end with God's wrath

I drew the fire aimed at me

The he stepped into its path

And I am the chief of sinners

Should have been left for dead

My penalty, death on a tree

Jesus paid instead