Free Grace

Verse 1

Free grace is the joy of my heart; Its glories, with wonder, I trace; To me it does freely impart Rich blessings, just suiting my case; No monster more wretched could be, Nor less of God’s favour deserve; Yet such is free grace unto me, I never, no never can starve.

Verse 2

Grace takes all my ruin and woe, Nor murmurs my burdens to bear; And grace in return makes me know In Jesus I’m comely and fair. In self I’m polluted and vile; But grace sweetly speaks unto me, It tells me, and that with a smile, In Jesus I’m perfect and free.

Verse 3

Its blessings, though rich and divine, Are all without money and price; A soul, though as wretched as mine, May venture to hope and rejoice; Its highest delight is to give True riches to sinners undone; Nor can it, nor will it deceive, The soul that with Jesus is one.