I praise the God of grace;
I trust His truth and might;
He calls me His, I call Him mine,
My God, my joy, my light.
In Him is only good,
In me is only ill;
My ILL but draws His goodness forth,
And me He loveth still.
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I praise the God of grace;
I trust His truth and might;
He calls me His, I call Him mine,
My God, my joy, my light.
In Him is only good,
In me is only ill;
My ILL but draws His goodness forth,
And me He loveth still.