P. Doddridge
GRACE! ’Tis a charming sound,
Harmonious to the ear:
Heaven with the echo shall resound,
And all the earth shall hear.
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’Twas grace that wrote my name
In life’s eternal book:
’Twas grace that gave me to the Lamb,
Who all my sorrows took.
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Grace taught my wandering feet
To tread the heavenly road;
And new supplies each hour I meet
While pressing on to God.
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Grace taught my soul to pray,
And made my eyes o’erflow;
’Tis grace has kept me to this day,
And will not let me go.
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Grace all the work shall crown
Through everlasting days;
It lays in heaven the topmost stone,
And well deserves the praise.
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Oh, let that grace inspire
My soul with strength divine;
May all my powers to Thee aspire,
And all my days be Thine.