Sometimes When You Touch Me I Break Down And Cry

     My story of salvation involves a a particular moment of realization of who I am in the face of what Jesus is. That was the "I do" event. That event came about in the progress of what I might articulate as a wooing process. I was convinced that there were people in my life that loved me. This love came in spite of my and their flaws. Amazing grace as they say. I am pretty sure in some way that realization ought to inform every moment of existence that comes after but what I really want to say is that sometimes Jesus touches me and it brings me to tears. Forgiveness unfeigned - repentence unrestrained - salvation attained.  Or as William Booth put it,

           O boundless salvation! deep ocean of love,

O fulness of mercy, Christ brought from above.

The whole world redeeming, so rich and so free,

Now flowing for all men, come, roll over me!

2 My sins they are many, their stains are so deep.

And bitter the tears of remorse that I weep;

But useless is weeping; thou great crimson sea,

Thy waters can cleanse me, come, roll over me!

3 My tempers are fitful, my passions are strong,

They bind my poor soul and they force me to wrong;

Beneath thy blest billows deliverance I see,

O come, mighty ocean, and roll over me!

4 Now tossed with temptation, then haunted with fears,

My life has been joyless and useless for years;

I feel something better most surely would be

If once thy pure waters would roll over me.

5 O ocean of mercy, oft longing I've stood

On the brink of thy wonderful, life-giving flood!

Once more I have reached this soul-cleansing sea,

I will not go back till it rolls over me.

6 The tide is now flowing, I'm touching the wave,

I hear the loud call of the mighty to save;

My faith's growing bolder, delivered I'll be;

I plunge 'neath the waters, they roll over me.

7 And now, hallelujah! the rest of my days

Shall gladly be spent in promoting his praise

Who opened his bosom to pour out this sea

Of boundless salvation for you and for me.