Free Grace

The voice of free grace
Cries, escape to the mountain,
For Adam's lost race,
Christ has opened a fountain,
For sin and transgression
And every pollution,
The blood it flows freely
In streams of salvation.
The blood it flows freely
In streams of salvation.
*Hallelujah to the Lamb,*
*Who hath purchased our pardon,*
*We'll praise him again,*
*When we pass over Jordan,*
*We'll praise him again,*
*When we pass over Jordan.*

This fountain so clear,
In which all may find pardon,
From Jesus' side flows
In plenteous redemption:
Tho' your sins they were raised
As high as a mountain,
The blood it flows freely
From Jesus, the fountain.
*Hallelujah, &c.*

O Jesus! ride on,
Thy kingdom is glorious,
Over sin, death and hell
Thou wilt make us victorious,
Thy name shall be praised
In the great congregation,
And saints shall delight
Ascribing salvation.
*Hallelujah, &c.*

When on Zion we stand,
Having gain'd the blest shore
With our harps in our hands
We will praise him evermore,
We will range the blest fields
On the banks of the river,
And sing hallelujahs
For ever and ever.
*Hallelujah, &c.*