No more at war with God, I stand in grace his wrath appeased;
His justice
fully satisfied, hostilities have ceased.
No fragile or uneasy truce marks
this our conflict's end;
All enmity has been erased, my God now calls me
"friend!"
A treaty of my own I could have never hoped to bring;
No strength my own
could shield me from the fury of the King.
For I was the offender who
rebelled and chose to sin,
And he the Just Avenger who will every battle
win.
But Jesus Christ himself has made this peace on my behalf.
His blood has
paid sin's penalty; no more I fear God's wrath.
O sing the love that bade my
sinning soul be reconciled,
Though once a rebel, I've been made the King of
Heaven's child!
Brethren, in this be not deceived,
Ev'ry good gift that we
receive
Comes from the One who reigns above;
He acts toward us in naught
but love.
He whose words formed the heav'nly lights,
Bidding the darkness takes its
flight,
In His ways shows no shade of change
Nor are His paths e'er
rearranged.
Judgment alone have we deserved,
Yet we are everyday preserved
And by
His love inscrutable
Granted rich gifts innum'rable.
Father Unchanging, Gracious King,
With thankful hearts Your praise we
sing.
As You have e'er our needs supplied,
We trust You always will
provide.
Why have You chosen to show us Your grace
Who've scorned the Holy One You
chastised in our place?
Such depth of love we'll never understand
That
we should come to know the goodness of Your hand.
Sin's reign is vanquished; our souls are now free!
Christ paid the penalty
required to bring us peace.
The blood He shed is sprinkled on our hearts;
It purges ev'ry stain and righteousness imparts.
Break we this bread, then to show our Lord died
That we eternally might in
His life abide.
So looking upward this thing we'll ever do
'Til He
appears and breaks this bread with us anew.
"This is My body: was broken for you;
Think of My sacrifice whenever this
you do .
This is My blood I spilled in bitter pain;
Come now, drink deeply
and remember once again."
Not by any will our own, nor by our righteousness;
Not for any words we'd
say, nor wealth we might possess,
For Your glory, Father, to show the world
Your grace,
You purposed to redeem us from the sin curse of our race.
Many men have lived and died and never known Your ways;
We've been giv'n
the right to be Your children all our days!
Not that we were worthy or any
less depraved:
We too were lost and dead in sin and to its pow'r enslaved.
Boundless love and endless grace abundant in supply!
All that You have
done for us demands our sure reply.
We are bowed in sacrifice, our wayward
hearts are still;
We marvel at Your mercy, Lord, and revel in Your will!
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