Scripture Verse

The Lord is gracious, and…of great mercy. Psalm 145:8


Fanny Crosby (1820–1915)

Words: Fan­ny Cros­by, in Songs of Love and Praise No. 4, ed­it­ed by John R. Swe­ney, Hen­ry L. Gil­mour & J. How­ard Ent­wisle (Phi­la­del­phia, Penn­syl­van­ia: John J. Hood, 1897), num­ber 67.

Music: Liz­zie R. Clem­mer (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Clem­mer (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),


When in Je­sus we be­lieve,
And His par­don we re­ceive,
What a com­fort to the soul
The pro­mise brings;
That the wea­ry and op­pressed,
When they come to Him for rest,
He will co­ver with the sha­dow
Of His wings.


O sing the great­ness of His mer­cy,
Unto those that seek Him ev­er full and free;
O sing, while an­gels join the cho­rus,
Rolling on­ward like the sea.

When in Je­sus we abide,
And by faith are jus­ti­fied,
We have peace with God the Fa­ther
Through His name;
And the joy that fills the heart,
Though its earth­ly hopes de­part,
Through His all aton­ing mer­it
We may claim.


When in Je­sus we are one
We can say, His will be done,
We can trust Him where per­haps
We can­not trace;
For He keeps us by His pow­er,
Every mo­ment, ev­ery hour,
And we feel the sweet re­fresh­ing
Of His grace.


Oh, the whis­pers of His love,
How they cheer us from above,
While they tell of yon­der man­sions
Bright and fair;
Where, be­yond the swell­ing tide,
We shall an­chor at His side,
And be ga­thered with the saints
In glo­ry there.