Grace rises, ousting sin

Grace rises, ousting sin,
To in my spirit reign,
Frees me from might and pow’r of sin,
My nature and its stain.

This grace empow’rs my feet
On pathways heavenly;
His grace, abundant, timely, sweet,
Has never failed me.

This grace, what can surpass?
’Tis God, with man to be,
God manifested in the flesh,
God living now in me.