1 Forgiveness! 'tis a joyful sound
To malefactors doom'd to die;
Publish the bliss the world around;
Ye seraphs, shout it from the sky!

2 'Tis the rich gift of love divine;
'Tis full, out-measuring every crime;
Unclouded shall its glories shine,
And fee no change, by changing time.

3 O'er sins unnumber'd as the sand,
And like the mountains for their size,
the seas of sov'reign grace expand,
The seas of sov'reign grace arise.

4 For this stupendous love of heav'n
What grateful honors shall we show?
Where much transgression is forgiv'n
Let love in equal adors glow.

5 By this inspir'd, let all our days
With various holiness be crown'd,
Let truth and goodness, pray'r and praise
In all abide, in all abound.