8.8.8.8.8.8. sung to Pardon 1 GREAT God of wonders, all Thy ways Are righteous, matchless and divine; But the blest triumphs of Thy grace Most marvellous, unrivalled, shine; Who is a pardoning God like Thee? Or who has grace so rich and free? 2 Crimes of such horror to forgive, Such guilty, daring worms to spare; This is Thy grand prerogative, And none can in that honour share: Pardon, O God, is only Thine; Mercy and grace are all divine. 3 In wonder lost, with trembling joy, We hail the pardon of our God, Pardon for crimes of deepest dye, A pardon traced in Jesus' blood. To pardon thus is Thine alone; Mercy and grace are both Thine own. 4 Soon shall this strange, this wondrous grace, This perfect miracle of love, Fill the wide earth, while sweeter praise Sounds its own note in heaven above: Who is a pardoning God like Thee? Or who has grace so rich, so free? | Alternative tunes (8.8.8.8.8.8.)
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