163 | Abt. 8s & 7s
(616) Much Forgiven.
Hail! my ever blessed Jesus!
Only thee I wish to sing.
To my soul, thy name is precious,
Thou, my Prophet, Priest, and King.
2 Oh! what mercy flows from heaven!
Oh! what joy and happiness!
Love I much? I’ve much forgiven;
I’m a miracle of grace.
3 Once with Adam’s race in ruin,
Unconcerned in sin I lay;
Swift destruction still pursuing,
Till my Savior passed that way
4 Witness, all ye host of heaven!
My Redeemer’s tenderness;
Love I much? I’ve much forgiven;
I’m a miracle of grace.
5 Shout, ye bright angelic choir!
Praise the Lamb enthroned above;
Whilst, astonished, I admire
God’s free grace, and boundless love.
6 That blest moment I received him,
Filled my soul with joy and peace:
Love I much? I’ve much forgiven;
I’m a miracle of grace.
John Wingrove, 1806.