Verse 1
Give us, Lord, the grace to give,
Then we shall relieve thy poor,
Then we shall from Thee receive
Gifts an hundred-fold and more,
Riches which can never fail,
Safe laid up for saints above,
Treasures incorruptible,
Endless stores of heavenly love.
Verse 2
Selling all our happiness,
All our hopes beneath the skies,
Strangely we procure thy grace
Without money, without price.
Gain, when grace removes us hence,
Solid25 and immortal good,
All our rich inheritance,
All the purchase of thy blood.