Now may the Lord reveal his face,
And teach our stammering tongues
To make his sovereign, reigning grace
The subject of our songs.

No sweeter subject can invite
A sinner’s heart to sing,
Or more display the glorious right
Of our exalted King.

Grace reigns to pardon crimson sins,
To melt the hardest hearts;
And from the work it once begins
It never once departs.

The world and Satan strive in vain
Against the chosen few;
Secured by grace’s conquering reign,
They all shall conquer too.

‘Twas grace that called our souls at first;
By grace thus far we’re come;
And grace will help us through the worst,
And lead us safely home.

~John Newton, #202, Gadsby’s Hymns

 

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