| Not to ourselves we owe That we, O God, are Thine; Jesus the Lord, our night broke through, And gave us light divine. The Father’s grace and love This blessed mercy gave, And Jesus left the throne above, His wandering sheep to save. No more the heirs of wrath – Thy sovereign love we see; And Father, in confiding faith We cast our souls on Thee. Our hearts look up to see The glory Thou hast given, In spirit dwell where we shall be With Christ, Thine heirs, in heaven. With the adopted band Soon shall we see Him there: With them and Him in glory stand, And in His honours share. By Augustus M. Toplady (1740-1778) |
