Don Fortner


Come, every sinner saved by grace,

You who by faith God's Son embrace,

Tell all who hear your voice below,

The debt of love to Christ you owe.


Dear Lord, I lift my praise to Thee;

All that I am, or hope to be,

I owe alone, O Christ, to Thee.


He left His Father's throne above,

And came to earth on wings of love:

For us He lived the perfect Man,

And so fulfilled the law's demand.


Jesus endured His Father's ire,

And died at the appointed hour:

What He endured no tongue can tell,

To save our souls from death and hell.


From death's dark grave our King arose,

And triumphed over all our foes;

Up through the skies the Victor rode,

And reigns on high, our Savior God.


From heaven Christ will quickly come

And bring His ransomed people home:

There we shall see His lovely face

And chant the praises of His grace.


(Tune: The Solid Rock)

Long Meter with Refrain 88.88.