Fountain of Never-Ceasing Grace
Fountain of never-ceasing grace, Your saints' exhaustless theme,
Great object of immortal praise, essentially supreme;
We bless You for the glorious fruits Your incarnation gives;
The righteousness which grace imputes, and faith alone receives.
Slaughtered for sin was the Divine - Whom heaven’s Host adores!
The guilt, O Lord, was wholly mine, the punishment was Yours!
God in the flesh, to set us free, was manifested here;
And meekly bore our sins that we, His righteousness might wear.
Guilty by imputation then, Our Substitute was made,
That we the blessings might obtain, for which His blood was shed:
Himself He offered on the cross, our sorrows to remove;
And all He suffered was for us, and all He did was love.
In You we have a righteousness, by God himself approved;
Our rock, our sure foundation this, which never can be moved.
Our ransom by Your death was paid, for all Your people giv'n,
The law You perfectly obeyed, that they might enter heav'n.
As all, when Adam sinned alone, in his transgression died,
So by the righteousness of one are sinners justified;
We to Your merit, gracious Lord, with humblest joy submit,
Again to Paradise restored, in You alone complete.
Our souls His watchful love retrieves, nor lets them go astray,
His righteousness to us He gives, and takes our sins away:
We claim salvation in His right, adopted and forgiv’n,
His merit is our robe of light, His death the gate of heav’n.
Text: Augustus M. Toplady, 1774. Altered and modernized by Paul W. Martin.
Fountain of never-ceasing grace, Your saints' exhaustless theme,
Great object of immortal praise, essentially supreme;
We bless You for the glorious fruits Your incarnation gives;
The righteousness which grace imputes, and faith alone receives.
Slaughtered for sin was the Divine - Whom heaven’s Host adores!
The guilt, O Lord, was wholly mine, the punishment was Yours!
God in the flesh, to set us free, was manifested here;
And meekly bore our sins that we, His righteousness might wear.
Guilty by imputation then, Our Substitute was made,
That we the blessings might obtain, for which His blood was shed:
Himself He offered on the cross, our sorrows to remove;
And all He suffered was for us, and all He did was love.
In You we have a righteousness, by God himself approved;
Our rock, our sure foundation this, which never can be moved.
Our ransom by Your death was paid, for all Your people giv'n,
The law You perfectly obeyed, that they might enter heav'n.
As all, when Adam sinned alone, in his transgression died,
So by the righteousness of one are sinners justified;
We to Your merit, gracious Lord, with humblest joy submit,
Again to Paradise restored, in You alone complete.
Our souls His watchful love retrieves, nor lets them go astray,
His righteousness to us He gives, and takes our sins away:
We claim salvation in His right, adopted and forgiv’n,
His merit is our robe of light, His death the gate of heav’n.
Text: Augustus M. Toplady, 1774. Altered and modernized by Paul W. Martin.
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