What do you do when the pastor has a hard time bringing a sermon in for a landing? Well, Elvina Hall, seated in the choir loft of the Monument Methodist Church in Baltimore, made use of such an occasion by writing the following hymn. Since she had no paper, she wrote the words on the flyleaf of the hymnal, little realizing that what she wrote, set to music three years later in 1868, would touch the lives of thousands of souls for generations to come.

I hear the Savior say, “Thy strength indeed is small.
Child of weakness, watch and pray, find in me thine all in all.”

Refrain:
Jesus paid it all, all to Him I owe.
Sin had left a crimson stain, He washed it white as snow.

Lord, now, indeed I find Thy power and Thine alone
Can change the leper’s spots, and melt the heart of stone.

For nothing good have I whereby Thy grace to claim.
I’ll wash my garments white in the blood of Calvary’s Lamb.

And when, before the throne I stand in Him complete,
“Jesus died my soul to save,” my lips shall still repeat.

JESUS PAID IT ALL!