God Made a Way

Verse 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.

Chorus

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!

Verse 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?

Verse 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.

Verse 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.

Chorus 2

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!