Song parody of
Where shall my wondering soul begin
by VocalEssence Chorale
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Where shall my wondering soul begin
How shall I all to heaven aspire
A slave redeemed from death and sin
A brand plucked from eternal fire
How shall I equal triumphs raise
Or sing my great deliverer's praise
O how shall I the goodness tell
Father, which thou to me hast showed
That I, a child of wrath and hell
I should be called a child of God
Should know, should feel my sins forgiven
Blest with this antepast of heaven
And shall I slight my Father's love
Or basely fear his gifts to own
Unmindful of his favors prove
Shall I, the hallowed cross to shun
Refuse his righteousness to impart
By hiding it within my heart
Outcasts of men, to you I call
Harlots, and publicans, and thieves
He spreads his arms to embrace you all
Sinners alone his grace receive
No need of Him the righteous have
He came the lost to seek and save
Come, O my guilty brethren, come
Groaning beneath your load of sin
His bleeding heart shall make you room
His open side shall take you in
He calls you now, invites you home
Come, O my guilty brethren, come
Where shall my wondering soul begin
How shall I all to heaven aspire
A slave redeemed from death and sin
A brand plucked from eternal fire
How shall I equal triumphs raise
Or sing my great deliverer's praise
O how shall I the goodness tell
Father, which thou to me hast showed
That I, a child of wrath and hell
I should be called a child of God
Should know, should feel my sins forgiven
Blest with this antepast of heaven
And shall I slight my Father's love
Or basely fear his gifts to own
Unmindful of his favors prove
Shall I, the hallowed cross to shun
Refuse his righteousness to impart
By hiding it within my heart
Outcasts of men, to you I call
Harlots, and publicans, and thieves
He spreads his arms to embrace you all
Sinners alone his grace receive
No need of Him the righteous have
He came the lost to seek and save
Come, O my guilty brethren, come
Groaning beneath your load of sin
His bleeding heart shall make you room
His open side shall take you in
He calls you now, invites you home
Come, O my guilty brethren, come
