I chose a path of sin and loss Apart from God above, Until by faith I saw the cross And Jesus ' look of love. I viewed His body on the tree And searched the thorncrowned brow, It seemed He spoke from Calvary, For thee I 'm dying now. I could not spurn His love divine And careless turn away, He saved this guilty soul of mine Now I am His today. His wonderful look of love, Made the tear-drops start, Broke and won my heart, Oh, His wonderful look of love.