Free Grace

Verse 1

O precious grace of God’s dear Lamb, The grace that makes me what I am! Thro’ all my life my cry shall be, See what His grace has done for me.

Chorus

Free grace, free grace shall be my song, Till all the saints the sound prolong; No works of mine can e’er atone, For I am saved by grace alone.

Verse 2

‘Twas grace that led my wand’ring feet To find at last the mercy seat; And grace arrays me in the dress Of my Redeemer’s righteousness.

Verse 3

‘Tis all of grace, the light, the strength, That brings my soul to heaven at length; That brightens all the cloudy way, Till clouds are lost in endless day.