On
me, God’s grace has beamed;
By
blood, I am redeemed;
To
me His kindnesses have streamed:
How
much I’m loved!
For
me, was crucified;
And
now, for me He’s glorified:
Christ
suffered to atone,
But
now, upon the throne,
He
cares for me, with all His own
He
has prepared the place
Before
the Father’s face
Which
we will share, through boundless grace:
How
much I’m loved!
Though
here the world outside
Should
raise an evil tide
With
me, He says, He will abide:
How
much I’m loved!
And
as His word may be
Abiding
now in me
Increasingly
He’ll make me see
How
much I’m loved!
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