Grace! ’tis a charming sound

Grace! ’tis a charming sound,
  Harmonious to the ear;
Heav’n with the echo shall resound,
  And all the earth shall hear.

’Twas grace that wrote my name
  In life’s eternal book;
’Twas grace that gave me to the Lamb,
  Who all my sorrows took.

Grace taught my wandering feet
  To tread the pilgrim road;
And new supplies each hour I meet
  While pressing on to God.

Grace taught my heart to pray,
  And made my eyes o’erflow;
’Tis grace which kept me to this day,
  And will not let me go.

Grace all the work shall crown
  Through everlasting days;
It lays in love the topmost stone,
  And well deserves the praise.

Oh, let that grace inspire
  My heart with strength divine;
May all my powers to Thee aspire,
  And all my days be Thine.