The Son of Man is come to save that which was lost. Matthew 18:11
Oh, the joy that fills my heart!
Oh, the grateful tears that start,
When I think of Jesus’ love!
How He came that He might bear
All my weight of sin and care,
How He came from Heav’n above.
Endless praise, endless praise
To the Lord my soul shall raise;
Lost but found, O happy strain!
Dead but now I live again.
Lost but found, oh, wondrous thought!
To His fold in mercy brought;
Saved by grace, His grace divine.
Heir with Him of bliss untold,
Soon His glory I’ll behold,
What a blessèd hope is mine!
Lost but found! I now can sing
Victory through my Savior king,
Victory every day and hour;
Victory still will be my song
When I join the ransomed throng,
Victory o’er the tempter’s power.
Oh that all the world would prove
How a pardoning God can love,
How He waits for all who come!
O that all the world might see
What His grace hath done for me!
How He welcomes wanderers home.