Text: | Efficacious Grace |
1 Hail! mighty Jesus; how divine
Is thy victorious sword!
The stoutest rebel must resign,
At thy commanding word.
2 Deep are the wounds thy arrows give;
They pierce the hardest heart;
Thy smiles of grace the slain revive,
And joy succeeds to smart.
3 Still gird thy sword upon thy thigh,
Come with majestic sway:
Down from thy glorious throne on high,
And make thy foes obey
4 And when thy victories are complete;
When all the chosen race
Shall round the throne of glory meet,
To sing thy conquering grace;
5 O may my humble soul be found
Among that favor'd band!
And I, with them, thy praise will sound
As round the throne we stand.
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First Line: | Hail! mighty Jesus; how divine |
Title: | Efficacious Grace |
Meter: | C. M. |
Publication Date: | 1799 |
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