Me Dice El Salvador

El Salvador tells me
Your power is little
Weak son, find in me
Everything you need

Lord, I have found
That only your power
Can soften
My hard heart

I owe everything to Him
For He has already paid
From the stains of sin
Like snow, He washed me

There is nothing good in me
I will seek your grace
In Jesus' blood
I will wash my sins

When I stand before the throne
Complete before Him
At the feet of my Jesus
I will cast my trophies

Praise the one who paid the price
He conquered death