Praise to God for His Grace
I did not come to Thee, Lord,
Until I heard Thy call.
Nor wanted to be free, until
Thou didst my soul enthrall.
A joyful slave, with sin-stopped ears,
I wandered lost for many years.
I did not hear Thy call, Lord,
Till Thou mine ears didst heal.
I could not see Thy beauty till
Thyself Thou didst reveal,
And NEVER would have come to Thee,
If Thou hadst not my soul set free.
Oh, wondrous grace! I praise Thy Name,
Oh, Thou who madest mine eyes to see;
And madest me love Thee from that day
Thou brakest my chains and set me free.
Oh, sing, my soul, and dance with joy!
Sweet grace the rebel's heart doth claim!
And let me ev'ry part employ
To magnify His awesome Name.