Grace, o grace divine
poured out upon this heart of mine,
what kind of love is this that you would lay
down your life for my debt to pay?
Unworthy are we who now believe
and through your love do receive,
the gift of eternal life and more
the promise of heaven and treasures in store.
With a crown of thorns upon your head
you hung on a cross and slowly bled;
how could love be denied
One who came suffered and died?
O grace, o grace divine
come to make me solely thine,
I thank you Lord on bended knee
that by your grace I am now free!