Marvelous grace of our loving Lord,Grace that exceeds our sin and our guilt!Yonder on Calvary’s mount outpoured,There where the blood of the Lamb was spilled.
Grace, grace, God’s grace,Grace that will pardon and cleanse within;Grace, grace, God’s grace,Grace that is greater than all our sin.
Sin and despair, like the sea waves cold,Threaten the soul with infinite loss;Grace that is greater, yes, grace untold,Points to the refuge, the mighty cross.
Dark is the stain that we cannot hide.What can avail to wash it away?Look! There is flowing a crimson tide,Brighter than snow you may be today.
Marvelous, infinite, matchless grace,Freely bestowed on all who believe!You that are longing to see His face,Will you this moment His grace receive?
O what a wonderful SaviorIn Jesus, my Lord, I have found!Tho’ I had sins without number,His grace unto me did abound.
His grace aboundeth more.His grace aboundeth more.Tho’ sin abounded in my heart,His grace aboundeth more.
When a poor sinner He found me;No goodness to offer had I.Often His law I had brokenAnd merited naught but to die.
Nothing of merit possessing,All helpless before Him I lay;But, in the precious blood flowing,He washed all my sin-stains away.
How can I keep from rejoicing?I’ll sing of the joy in my soul,Praising the love of my SaviorWhile years of eternity roll.