1 Oh! what a glorious tho’t is this,
To think of His redeeming love,
That bro’t us from the depths of sin,
And lead to Beulah’s heights above.

Chorus:
Oh! wondrous grace, oh! matchless love,
Well might the angels long to prove,
In singing to His honor there,
The story of redeeming love.

2 ‘Tis Jesus peaks the “peace, be still,”
When sin is surging in the soul,
And bids the heart with living faith,
The load of sin on Him to roll. [Chorus]

3 Redeemed from all iniquity,
Our actual and indwelling sin,
And purified unto Himself,
A people clean and pure within. [Chorus]