Grace Triumphant in Jesus

Verse 1

Hail, mighty Jesus! how divine Is thy victorious sword! The stoutest rebel must resign At thy commanding word.

Verse 2

Deep are the wounds thy arrows give; They pierce the hardest heart; Thy smiles of grace the slain revive, And joy succeeds to smart.

Verse 3

Still gird thy sword upon thy thigh, Ride with majestic sway; Go forth, sweet Prince, triumphantly, And make thy foes obey.

Verse 4

And when thy victories are complete, When all the chosen race Shall round the throne of glory meet, To sing thy conquering grace;

Verse 5

O may my blood-washed soul be found Among that favoured band! And I, with them, thy praise will sound Throughout Immanuel’s land.