1 Grace, ’tis a charming sound,
Harmonious to mine ear;
Heav’n with the echo shall resound,
Heav’n with the echo shall resound,
And all the earth shall hear,
And all the earth shall hear.

2 Grace led our wand’ring feet
To tread the heav’nly road;
And new supplies each hour we meet,
And new supplies each hour we meet,
While pressing on to God,
While pressing on to God.

3 Grace taught my soul to pray
And made mine eyes o’erflow;
’Twas grace which kept me to this day,
And will not let me go.

4 Grace all the work shall crown,
Thro’ everlasting days;
It lays in heav’n the topmost stone,
It lays in heav’n the topmost stone,
And well deserves the praise,
And well deserves the praise.