Scripture Verse

Great and precious promises. 2 Peter 1:4


Words: Jo­se­phine D. Heard, in the Af­ri­can Me­thod­ist Epis­co­pal Hymn and Tune Book (Phil­a­del­phia, Penn­syl­van­ia: Af­ri­can Me­thod­ist Epis­co­pal Book Con­cern, 1898), num­ber 675.

Music: Mis­sion­a­ry Chant Hein­rich C. Zeu­ner, 1832 (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pic­ture of Zeu­ner (head-and-shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els), would you ?

Josephine D. Heard
(1861–ca. 1921)


Lord on Thy promise I rely,
That Thou wilt hear a sinner’s cry,
In every trying time of need,
And show Thyself the friend indeed.

To count Thy mercies I begin,
When, lo, a voice comes from within—
Where shall the countless blessings end,
Which Thou to me dost daily send?

Condemned by that most sacred law,
Which broken is each breath I draw?
Lord, only on Thy grace I lean,
Thou canst the guilty soul make clean.

Lo, at Thy feet I humbly fall,
And for Thy mercy great I call,
O turn to me Thy smiling face,
Send me the fullness of Thy grace.