Hymn
Infinite grace! and can it be
Words: Tucker, W. (William), 1731-
Infinite grace! and can it be That heaven's Supreme should stoop so low! To visit one so vile as I, One who has been his bitt'rest foe!
Can holiness and wisdom join, With truth, with justice, and with grace, To make eternal blessings mine, And sin, with all its guilt erase?
O love! beyond conception great, That form'd the vast, stupendous plan! Where all divine perfections meet To reconcile rebellious man!
There wisdom shines in fullest blaze, And justice all her rights maintains! He paid to justice all her due, And now he fills the mercy-seat.
Such are the wonders of our God, And such th'amazing depths of grace, To save from wrath's vindictive rod, The sons of Adam's fallen race.
With grateful songs, then let our souls Surround our gracious Father's throne; And all between the distant poles His truth and mercy ever own.
Public domain · as printed in Hymns, Selected and Original: for public and private worship (1st ed.), 1828 · text courtesy of Hymnary.org. Wording may differ slightly from your hymn book.
