GRACE! ’tis a charming sound, Harmonious to the ear: Heaven with the echo shall resound, And all the earth shall hear.
Grace first inscribed my name In life’s eternal book: ’Twas grace that gave me to the Lamb Who all my sorrows took.
Grace taught my wandering feet To tread the heavenly road; And new supplies each hour I meet While pressing on to God.
Grace taught my soul to pray, And made my joy o’erflow, ’Tis grace has kept me to this day, And will not let me go.
Grace all the work shall crown Through everlasting days; It lays in Heaven the topmost stone, And well deserves the praise.
O let that grace inspire My soul with strength divine! May all my powers to Thee aspire, And all my days be Thine.
Philip Doddridge, 1702-51, Augustus Montague Toplady, 1740-78