1 Grace! how melodious is the sound!
What music to our ear!
Spread the sweet accent far around,
That heaven and earth may hear.
2 Where sin, abounding sin, hath reigned,
Grace reigns, abounding more;
Behold an ocean here, without
A bottom or a shore!
3 From the high heaven's eternal throne
It overflowed our earth,
When Christ, the first-born Son, came down,
And angels hailed His birth.
4 Grace was the theme, the gladdening theme,
Of their astonished strains;
Grace, free, abounding grace, to man,
Through all their anthems reigns.
5 And shall we still persist in sin,
That grace may yet abound?
Forbid it, Lord, nor let the thought
Within our hearts be found.
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| First Line: | Grace! how melodious is the sound |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1868 |