The Wondrous Grace
Aloud we sing the wondrous grace
Christ to His muderers bare;
Which made the tort'ring cross its throne
And hung its trophies there.
Jesus this wondrous love we sing!
And whilst we sing, admire!
Breathe in our souls, and kindle there
The same celestial fire.
Swayed by Thy dear example, we
For enemies will pray
With love ther hatred - and their curse
With blessings - will repay