Scripture Verse

I count all things but loss for the excellency of the knowledge of Christ Jesus my Lord. Philippians 3:8

Introduction

Words: Ano­ny­mous, in The Chris­tians Du­ty (Ger­man­town, Penn­syl­van­ia: Pe­ter Lei­bert, 1791), num­ber 61.

Music: Palmer (Click) D. M. Click, in Gos­pel Songs and Hymns No. 1, ed­it­ed by George B. Hol­sing­er (Bridge­wa­ter, Vir­gin­ia: George B. Hol­sing­er, 1898), num­ber 121 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Lyrics

Dear Lord, how wondrous is Thy love
To such unworthy worms as we!
Thou hast sent down the heav’nly Dove,
To set our souls at liberty.

We that were doomed to woe and pain,
Exposed to death of every kind,
Thro’ Jesus Christ, the Lamb once slain,
Do life, and peace, and pardon find.

Shall we forget our Savior’s grace,
Who died to save our guilty souls,
And bring us to His Father’s face,
Where endless peace and pleasure rolls?

Forbid, O Lord, each wandering thought,
May Christ be all in our esteem;
Let earthly things be all forgot,
And counted loss, compared with Him.

Lord Jesus, make us bear in mind
Thy rich, Thy pure redeeming love,
Till we shall be for ever joined
With those that sing Thy praise above.

Then shall we stand before Thy face,
And shout with all the ransomed throng;
Our cry shall be Free grace, free grace,
While endless ages roll along.