Hail! my ev­er bless­èd Je­sus,
Only Thee I wish to sing;
To my soul Thy name is pre­cious,
Thou my pro­phet, priest and king.

O what mer­cy flows from Hea­ven!
O what joy and hap­pi­ness!
Love I much? I’m much for­giv­en
I’m a mi­ra­cle of grace.

Once with Ad­am’s race in ru­in,
Unconcerned in sin I lay;
Swift de­struc­tion still pur­su­ing,
Till my Sav­ior passed that way.

Witness, all ye hosts of Hea­ven,
My Re­deem­er’s ten­der­ness;
Love I much? I’m much for­giv­en,
I’m a mi­ra­cle of grace.

Shout, ye bright an­gel­ic choir,
Praise the Lamb en­throned above;
Whilst as­ton­ished I ad­mire
God’s free grace and bound­less love.

That blest mo­ment I re­ceived Him,
Filled my soul with joy and peace;
Love I much? I’m much for­giv­en,
I’m a mi­ra­cle of grace.