Indelible Grace - To christ the lord

To Ch^Erist the Lord let ev^Bery tongue Its ^Anoblest tribute ^Bbring When ^EHe’s the subject ^Bof the song Who c^Aan refuse to si^Bng? Sur^C#mvey the b^Beauties ^Aof His f^Eace And ^C#mon His ^Bglories ^Adwell Think ^Aof the ^Bwonder ^Aof His grace And a^Bll His triumphs^E tell

Majest^Eic sweetness sits^B enthroned Upo^An His awful ^Bbrow His ^Ehead with radiant g^Blories crowned His l^Aips with grace overf^Blow No m^C#mortal c^Ban with^A Him c^Eompare Am^C#mong the s^Bons of ^Amen F^Aairer ^BHe is than a^All the fair That f^Bill the Heavenly^E train

He sa^Ew me plunged in de^Bep distress He f^Aled to my re^Blief For ^Eme He bore the ^Bshameful cross And c^Aarried all my gr^Bief His ^C#mhand a t^Bhousand b^Alessings ^Epours Up^C#mon my g^Builty ^Ahead His p^Aresence g^Bilds my ^Adarkest hours And g^Buards my sleepin^Eg bed

To Hi^Em I owe my lif^Be and breath And a^All the joys I ^Bhave He m^Eakes me triumph o^Bver death And s^Aaves me from the g^Brave To He^C#maven the ^Bplace of H^Ais abo^Ede He br^C#mings my w^Beary f^Aeet Shows ^Ame the g^Blories o^Af my God And m^Bakes my joy com^Eplete

Since fr^Eom His bounty I^B receive Such p^Aroofs of love div^Bine Had ^EI a thousand ^Bhearts to give Lord, t^Ahey should all be Thi^Bne A t^C#mhousand m^Ben could n^Aot compo^Ese A wo^C#mrthy s^Bong to ^Abring Yet ^AYour love ^Bis a me^Alody Our h^Bearts can’t help bu^Et sing! A t^C#mhousand m^Ben could n^Aot compo^Ese A wo^C#mrthy s^Bong to ^Abring Yet ^AYour love ^Bis a me^Alody Our h^Bearts can’t help bu^Et sing!