Grace Is Free

1 Lord, I perish: save, I cried,
When the storm is raging high;
In thy mercy let me hide,
Jesus save me, or I die.

Chorus:
Glory to the bleeding Lamb,
He has made me what I am;
Oh, how great his love for me;
Hallelujah! grace is free.

2 Helpless at the cross I lay,
All my hope had well nigh fled,
Jesus took my sins away,
Jesus raised my drooping head. [Chorus]

3 Then I heard a voice divine
Gently bid me look and live;
Oh, what rapture now is mine!
Joy the world can never give. [Chorus]

4 Saviour, with my latest breath
Pard'ning grace my themes shall be,
Till I cross the waves of death,
Till I anchor safe with thee. [Chorus]

Source: The Little Seraph: in seven character notes, for churches and Sunday-schools #42b