O, I have got good news for you,
A story wonderful and true;
’Twill make you happy, that I know,
It made me glad, and now I go
To sing my great Redeemer’s song,
With the happy saints above.
I once was far away from God,
On ruin’s dark and fatal road,
And little dream’d I’d see the day
When I should tread the narrow way.
O’er this wild waste I loved to roam,
My back to God and heaven and home,
When Jesus met me, far astray,
And beckoned me to come away.
He said on Calv’ry’s cross He died—
A sacrifice for sin was made
And all because He loved me so;
Then how could I do else than go.
Now, every one that’s standing by,
O, ’twas for you the Christ did die:
This moment, too, He waits for thee;
Then just believe, and you’ll be free.
Whene’er the record you believe,
You life eternal shall receive;
And soon, from pain and sorrow free,
You’ll join that glorious company.
To sing the great Redeemer’s song,
With the happy saints above.
ML-04/18/1976