Scripture Verse

I will praise Thy name, for Thou hast done wonderful things. Isaiah 25:1


Elisha A. Hoffman (1839–1929)

Words: Eli­za­beth C. Green, in Songs of the Sav­ior’s Love, ed­it­ed by John H. Al­le­man (Chi­ca­go, Il­li­nois: North­west­ern Mu­sic, 1892), alt.

Music: Eli­sha A. Hoff­man, 1894 (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Green (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),


Can it be that Je­sus bought me,
And on the hal­lowed cross atoned for me?
Loved me, chose me ere I knew Him?
Oh, what a pre­cious, pre­cious friend is He!


Oh, it is won­der­ful, ve­ry, ve­ry wonderful,
All His grace so rich and free!
Oh, it is won­der­ful, ve­ry, ve­ry won­der­ful,
All His love and grace to me!

Praise His name, He sought and found me,
Saved me from wan­der­ing and brought me near;
Freely now His grace be­stow­ing,
Jesus is grow­ing un­to me more dear.


It was months He had been wait­ing,
Waiting the dawn­ing of the pre­cious hour,
When I should at last be yield­ing,
Yielding to Je­sus ev­ery ran­somed pow­er.


From that hour He has been seek­ing
How He may fill me with His pre­cious love,
How He may thro’ grace trans­form me,
Meet for the fel­low­ship of saints above.


As I think of all, I mar­vel,
Why in such pa­tience He my good has sought,
And be­stowed His grace up­on me,
And in my spir­it such a change has wrought.


So I cry, with love o’er­flow­ing:
Unto the Sav­ior be eter­nal praise,
Who re­deemed me, soul and body,
Filling with glad­ness all my earth­ly days.