1 Hail! my ever blessed Jesus,
Only thee I wish to sing;
To my soul thy name is precious,
Thou my prophet, priest, and king.
2 O! what mercy flows from heaven,
O, what joy and happiness!
Love I much? I’m much forgiven,
I’m a miracle of grace.
3 Once with Adam’s race in ruin,
Unconcern'd in sin I lay;
Swift destruction still pursuing,
Till my Saviour pass'd this way.
4 Witness, all ye hosts of heaven,
My Redeemer’s tenderness;
Love I much? I’ve much forgiven,
I’m a miracle of grace.
5 Shout, ye bright angelic choir,
Praise the Lamb enthron'd above;
While, astonish'd, I admire
God’s free grace and boundless love.
6 That blest moment I receiv'd him,
Fill'd my soul with joy and peace;
Love I much? I’ve much forgiven,
I’m a miracle of grace.
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First Line: | Hail! my ever blessed Jesus |
Meter: | P. M. |
Publication Date: | 1828 |
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Topic: | Miracle of Grace; Salvation through Jesus Christ: Addresses to Christ and gratitude for redeeming love |