Pardoning Grace

Sweeter than all is the love of the Sav­ior

Dearer by far than earth’s jew­els so rare

Flooding my soul by the grace of His fa­vor

Filling my heart with the spir­it of pray­er.

Pardoning grace the Mas­ter has spok­en

Pardoning grace has now made me whole;

On Cal­v’ry’s brow His poor heart was brok­en—

Pardoning grace for my sin sick soul.

Wonderful thought! how it fills me with sing­ing!

Jesus has spok­en

His word is di­vine;

I can re­joice

for His mer­cy is bring­ing

Life that is bless­èd and sweet in­to mine.

I am con­tent

for I know He is near me

Keeping me pure by His won­der­ful grace

Whispering words full of com­fort to cheer me

Lighting my soul with a glimpse of His face.

There is a re­fuge be­yond pain and sor­row!

When He shall call me to dwell with Him there

I shall be­hold

in a bright­er to­mor­row

Jesus my king

all His glo­ry to share.