God Made a Way

1. This wanton world in grossest error
Is hast’ning toward the judgment morning;
’Twill meet the Judge in deepest terror,
For, blinded, it despised His warning.

R: God made a way, He sent salvation
To make of man a new creation,
To lay, in Christ, a firm foundation;
Oh, what a wondrous transformation!

2. How can a soul, black and polluted,
Meet such requirements so exalted?
Where sin has e’er reigned undisputed,
What hope is there it can be halted?

3. I was a helpless, lost offender,
Enslaved to every inner craving,
And, void of sight, could not surrender,
And sin’s black filth kept on engraving.

4. But God in mercy gave me vision,
And there I saw my true condition;
Yes, there I made the great decision:
Before the throne I made petition.

R: God made a way, He sent a Savior—
A heart washed white, in spotless glory,
A path that frees from misbehavior
To heaven’s gate—oh, wondrous story!