Don Fortner


The Lord's elect all number more

Than sands upon the shore,

A multitude that's greater far

Than all the heav'nly stars.



And I'm one of that chosen race

By God's eternal grace:

An heir of God, joint-heir with Christ;

I'm saved in Jesus Christ!


Christ for His own atonement made,

Their ransom fully paid:

Redeemed by Jesus' precious blood

They're reconciled to God.


Those favored ones, deserving wrath,

Are saved from sin and death;

By sov'reign grace they're born again,

In Christ freed from all sin.


Complete in Christ, they are secure;

By grace they must endure,

'Til blameless at God's throne they stand

A race of perfect men.


(Tune: My Faith Has Found a Resting Place)

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