Lost little girl

Am I still that lost little girl?
Seeking a place in this cold world
Though lost for many long years
Though I cried all of those tears
Somehow I know I was not alone
For dear Jesus for me: atoned
Of myself I could not rise above
But only through His blessed love
I am no longer alone to cry
My tears: His hands have dried
My sins: He carried up for me
Nailed them to that painful tree
Took upon His strong shoulders
My painful heavy load: my shame
To do all this: from up above: He came
Showing His great majestic power
He came: His blessings to shower
My Lord came to set me free
Yes: He did all of this just for me
Yes: as I think upon that price
Yes: as I picture His sacrifice
I am amazed that He would think to show
Such great love: for me, for all of us: you know
Jesus came to be our sacrifice
He came to pay our terrible price
To show that greatest love of all
To show that man should not so fall