I’ll sing of the wonderful promise

I’ll sing of the wonderful promise

That Jesus has given to me;

“My strength is made perfect in weakness

My grace is sufficient for thee.”

And lest my poor heart should forget it

Or ever forgetful should be

He still keeps repeating the promise

My grace is sufficient for thee.

Yes

over and over and over

My Savior keeps saying to me;

My strength is made perfect in weakness

My grace is sufficient for thee.

His grace is sufficient to save me

And cleanse me from guilt and from sin;

Sufficient to sanctify wholly

And give me His Spirit within.

His grace is sufficient for trials

No matter how hard they may be

This promise stands over against them

My grace is sufficient for thee.

His grace is sufficient for sickness

Sustaining and making me whole;

His grace is sufficient when sorrows

Like billows roll over the soul.

His grace is sufficient for service

It sets us from selfishness free

And sends us to tell to the tried ones

His grace is sufficient for thee.

His grace is sufficient to live by

And should we be summoned to die

’Twill light up the valley of shadows

And bear us away to Him nigh.

Or when we shall stand in His vict’ry

And Christ in His glory shall see

We’ll fall at His footstool confessing

Thy grace was sufficient for me.

It is not our grace that’s sufficient

But His grace

it ever must be:

Our graces are transient and changing;

His grace is unfailing as He.

And so I am ever repeating

His wonderful promise to me

My strength is made perfect in weakness

My grace is sufficient for thee.