1 Free grace! melodious sound!
How it delights my ear!
It cheers my soul, revives my hope,
And drowns my every fear.

2 Through grace I conquer hell,
And break infernal chains;
Through grace my soul aspires to heaven,
Where the Redeemer reigns.

3 From his abounding grace
I daily draw supplies;
Grace is the never-ceasing spring
Of all my swelling joys.

4 And when we meet our Lord,
In yon celestial throng,
Grace shall inspire our souls to sing,
And grace be all our song.