To each one of us grace has been given. Ephesians 4:7
Words: Verses 1, 2, 4 & 6, Philip Doddridge, 1740; verses 3 & 5, Augustus M. Toplady, 1776, alt.
Music: Silver Street Isaac Smith, circa 1770 (🔊 pdf nwc).
Grace, ’tis a charming sound,
Harmonious to mine ear;
Heaven with the echo shall resound,
And all the earth shall hear.
Grace first contrived the way
To save rebellious man;
And all the steps that grace display
Which drew the wondrous plan.
Grace first inscribed my name
In God’s eternal book;
’Twas grace that gave me to the Lamb,
Who all my sorrows took.
Grace taught my wandering feet
To tread the heavenly road,
And new supplies each hour I meet,
While pressing on to God.
Grace taught my soul to pray
And made mine eyes o’erflow;
’Twas grace which kept me to this day,
And will not let me go.
Grace all the works shall crown,
Through everlasting days;
It lays in Heaven the topmost stone,
And well deserves the praise.
O let Thy grace inspire
My soul with strength divine
May all my powers to Thee aspire,
And all my days be Thine.