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Grace! 'tis a charming sound,
Harmonious to the ear;
Heav'n with the echo shall resound,
And all the earth shall hear.
Grace first contrived a way
To save the fallen man;
And all the steps that grace display,
Which drew the wondrous plan.
Grace taught my roving feet
To tread the heav'nly road;
And new supplies each hour I meet,
While pressing on to God.
Grace all the work shall crown
Through everlasting days;
It lays in heav'n the topmost stone,
And well deserves our praise.