I HEARD AN OLD

I heard an old, old story,

How a Saviour came from glory,

How He gave His life on Calvary

To save a wretch like me.

I heard about His groaning,

Of His precious blood's atoning.

Then I repented of my sins and won

The victory.

Oh, victory in Jesus, my Saviour,

Forever!

He sought me and bought me with

His redeeming blood.

He loved me ere I knew Him,

And all my love is due Him.

He plunged me to victory beneath

The cleansing flood.

I heard about His healing,

Of His cleansing power revealing,

How He made the lame to walk again

And caused the blind to see.

And then I cried, ‘Dear Jesus,

Come and heal my broken Spirit’;

And somehow Jesus came and brought

To me the victory.

I heard about a mansion

He has built for me in glory,

And I heard about the streets of gold

Beyond the crystal sea;

About the angels singing,

And the old redemption story.

And some sweet day I'll sing up there

The song of victory