| Thy Blood, Thy Grace, Thy Love |
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I saw the saved ones gather On Heaven’s blessed shore There stood a wondrous multitude Who’d found salvation’s door But who are these who days ago Were drowning in their sin? And now they are Christ’s Holy Bride All cleansed and pure within! My love reached down from Calvary And swept them from hell’s fate Even at life’s midnight hour They found the narrow gate! In sorrow they repented And turned to ME for aid They grasped that I upon the cross Their penalties had paid But many others did not turn In sorrow to repent They cried too late on Judgment Day Too late their garments rent! And who are these, I see the scars Of suffering everywhere? “My child, ‘tis I that chose their path Their faith is strong and rare! I watched as satan buffeted When Stephen, John and Paul And many others stood the test They gave their very all” My God-I feel so humbled To stand amidst Thy own Ah-but Thy blood, Thy Grace, Thy Love For me too did atone. |