BY JULIA H. JOHNSTON

Marvelous grace of our loving Lord, 
Grace that exceeds our sin and our guilt, 
Yonder on Calvary's mount out-poured,
There where the blood of the Lamb was spilt.

Chorus:
Grace, Grace, God's grace, 
Grace that will pardon and cleanse with-in;
Grace grace, God's grace, 
Grace that is greater than all our sin.
Marvelous grace, infinite grace,
Marvelous grace, infinite grace,

Sin and despair like the sea waves cold, 
Threaten the soul with in finite loss;
Grace that is greater, yes, grace untold, 
Points to the refuge, the mighty cross.

Chorus

Dark is the stain that we can-not hide,
What can avail to wash it away? 
Look! there is flowing a crimson tide;
Whiter than snow you may be today.