Scripture Verse

I count all things but loss for the excellency of the knowledge of Christ Jesus my Lord. Philippians 3:8


Henry L. Gilmour

Words: J. T. Wilde, in Pen­te­cost­al Prais­es, by Will­iam J. Kirk­pat­rick & Hen­ry Gil­mour (Phi­la­del­phia, Penn­syl­van­ia: Hall-Mack, 1898), page 33.

Music: Mis­sou­la Hen­ry L. Gil­mour (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know Wilde’s full name, or where to get a good pho­to of him (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),


I will sing the wondrous story,
How the great salvation came;
And my soul was filled with glory,
By believing in His name.


Hallelujah, for the glory
Of the precious, bloodstained cross;
’Tis the sweet and blessèd story,
Making all else seem but dross.

Sick of sin and earthly pleasure,
At His sacred feet I fell;
Then came joy that knew no measure,
Of the Savior’s blood-washed host.


Oh! the joy of full salvation,
Coming from the throne of God;
Offered free to every nation,
Thro’ the all atoning blood.