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Yesaya 55:8

• [Yes 55:8] The Two Views

  To man, it seemed that Evil had prevailed, That His fair life had altogether failed, And naught was left but what the Cross impaled— But God saw otherwise! They would have hailed Him King, and with acclaim, Upon the wings of His far reaching fame, Have swept the land like a devouring flame; But God saw otherwise! It seemed as though His life had gone for naught— Nothing to show for that long battle fought, But a pale prisoner to the gibbet brought— But God saw otherwise! No lasting good seemed ever like to come Of all His sowing—neither fruit nor bloom, Instead—a felon’s cross, an alien tomb— But God saw otherwise! We, too, at times, come nigh to lose our hope, When with life’s evils we no more can cope, And in the dark with heavy hearts we grope; But God saw otherwise!

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Roma 5:20

• [Rm 5:20] Grace Greater Than Our Sin

  Marvelous grace of our loving Lord, Grace that exceeds our sin and our guilt! Yonder on Calvary’s mount outpoured, There where the blood of the Lamb was spilled. Refrain Grace, grace, God’s grace, Grace that will pardon and cleanse within; Grace, grace, God’s grace, Grace that is greater than all our sin. Sin and despair, like the sea waves cold, Threaten the soul with infinite loss; Grace that is greater, yes, grace untold, Points to the refuge, the mighty cross. Refrain Dark is the stain that we cannot hide. What can avail to wash it away? Look! There is flowing a crimson tide, Brighter than snow you may be today. Refrain Marvelous, infinite, matchless grace, Freely bestowed on all who believe! You that are longing to see His face, Will you this moment His grace receive? Refrain

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• [Rm 5:20] His Grace Aboundeth More

  O what a wonderful Savior In Jesus, my Lord, I have found! Tho’ I had sins without number, His grace unto me did abound. Refrain His grace aboundeth more. His grace aboundeth more. Tho’ sin abounded in my heart, His grace aboundeth more. When a poor sinner He found me; No goodness to offer had I. Often His law I had broken And merited naught but to die. Refrain Nothing of merit possessing, All helpless before Him I lay; But, in the precious blood flowing, He washed all my sin-stains away. Refrain How can I keep from rejoicing? I’ll sing of the joy in my soul, Praising the love of my Savior While years of eternity roll. Refrain

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