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'Twas Grace! Jehovah's Treasures Blest

'Twas Grace! Jehovah's Treasures Blest

‘Twas grace! the balm of Gilead
Upon thy wounds applied;
That soothes the sting of sin innate
With plenteous stores supplied.
‘Twas grace! a tender cordial
To wicked, fettered hearts;
So richly steeped in mercy-drops
Once struck by Satan’s darts.
‘Twas grace! harmonious tune resound
In sweet unceasing song;
Thither rose the joyful notes
To lure the blood-bought throng.
‘Twas grace! contrived rebellious Man
Through sacred zeal repel;
Tendrils snare the pilgrim’s feet
Forth from polluted Hell.
‘Twas grace! Immanuel’s crimson stream
Swift o’er the sinner’s chains;
Swept beneath a bleeding tide
That dripped from piercèd veins.
‘Twas grace! the lamp that guideth thee
From knavish paths astray;
Divine in bright meridian blaze
To light the narrow way.
‘Twas grace! Jehovah’s treasures blest
The hill of Zion yields;
Thy gilt eternal dwelling-place
In Heaven’s elysian fields.
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Songwriter:
Benjamin Norris