By Faith I View My Savior Dying

By faith I view my Sav­ior dy­ing

On the tree; on the tree;

To ev­ery nation He is cry­ing

Look to Me! Look to Me!

He bids the guil­ty now draw near

Repent

be­lieve

dis­miss their fear;

Hark! hark! what pre­cious words I hear!

Mercy’s free! Mer­cy’s free!

Did Christ

when I was sin pur­su­ing

Pity me? Pi­ty me?

And did He snatch my soul from ru­in?

Can it be? Can it be?

O yes! He did sal­va­tion bring:

He is my pro­phet

priest and king;

And now my hap­py soul can sing

Mercy’s free! Mer­cy’s free!

Jesus my wea­ry soul re­fresh­es;

Mercy’s free! Mer­cy’s free!

And ev­ery mo­ment Christ is pre­cious

Unto me! Un­to me!

None can des­cribe the bliss I prove

While through this wil­der­ness I rove;

All may en­joy the Sav­ior’s love

Mercy’s free! Mer­cy’s free!

Jesus

the migh­ty God

hath spok­en

Peace to me

peace to me;

Now all my chains of sin are brok­en—

I am free

I am free;

Soon as I in His name be­lieved

The Holy Spir­it I re­ceived

And Christ from death my soul re­trieved;

Mercy’s free! Mer­cy’s free!

This pre­cious truth

ye sin­ners

hear it—

Mercy’s free

mer­cy’s free!

Ye min­is­ters of God

de­clare it—

Mercy’s free! Mer­cy’s free!

Visit the hea­then’s dark ab­ode

Proclaim to all the love of God

And spread the glo­ri­ous news abroad—

Mercy’s free! Mer­cy’s free!

Long as I live I’ll still be cry­ing

Mercy’s free! Mer­cy’s free!

And this shall be my theme when dy­ing

Mercy’s free! Mer­cy’s free!

And when the vale of death I’ve passed

When lodged above the stor­my blast

I’ll sing

while end­less ages last

Mercy’s free! Merc­y’s free!