It is always interesting to think back to your childhood. I can vividly remember the sights and sounds of church when I was young -- the hymns board on the wall, the wooden pews, the organ on one side and the piano on the other as the choir led the congregation in worship, and no matter the occasion the service order was always the same. "Grace Greater than All Our Sin" was a song we sang quite often.
I have carried this song with me most of my life, the chorus looping through my thoughts every so often. When the decision was made to record an album of hymns, it was one of the first songs that came to mind. Up until that time I had never read through the song. It was really, like a lot of songs, something I took for granted and didn't give much thought to.
When I look upon the song now, reading line by line, I understand the message. Grace. It is nothing that I asked for, and yet God gave it to me. What hope would I have without grace? As an imperfect person living in a sinful world, without grace and mercy I would be destined to hell. There is nothing in me that could purify me, nothing that could wash me of my sin and iniquities. Only Christ holds the power to save and redeem. How blessed we are that we have a Saviour that freely extends His grace to us without us having to prove our worthiness to Him!
"Grace, grace, God's grace. Grace that is greater than all our sin!"
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GRACE GREATER THAN ALL OUR SIN
Music by: Daniel B. Towner (1910)
Marvelous grace of our loving Lord,
Grace that exceeds our sin and our guilt!
Yonder on Calvary’s mount out-poured,
There where the blood of the Lamb was spilt.
Grace, grace, God’s grace
Grace that will pardon and cleanse within
Grace, grace, God’s grace
Grace that is greater than all our sin!
Sin and despair, like the sea waves cold,
Threaten the soul with infinite loss;
Grace that is greater, yes, grace untold,
Points to the refuge, the mighty cross.
Dark is the stain that we cannot hide.
What can avail to wash it away?
Look! There is flowing a crimson tide,
Whiter than snow you may be today.
Marvelous, infinite, matchless grace,
Freely bestowed on all who believe!
You that are longing to see His face,
Will you this moment His grace receive?