Featured Great Hymns and Spiritual songs about salvation by grace alone.

Wonderful grace of Jesus,
Greater than all my sin;
How shall my tongue describe it,
Where shall its praise begin?
Taking away my burden,
Setting my spirit free;
For the wonderful grace of Jesus reaches me.

Wonderful the matchless grace of Jesus,
Deeper than the mighty rolling sea;
Higher than the mountain, sparkling like a fountain,
All-sufficient grace for even me!
Broader than the scope of my transgressions,
Greater far than all my sin and shame;
Oh, magnify the precious Name of Jesus,
Praise His Name!

 

Here's one that is a song book we use. I don't see it in many other books, and have not heard it used a lot. My Dad use to lead it and it is one of my favorites.

Only Through Grace, Words and Music by J. P. Lane

1. Only through grace, O wonderful story!
Only through grace, prolong the sweet sound!
Only through grace it echoes in glory!
Only through grace the lost has been found!
2. Only through grace our Father in heaven
Sent His dear Son to die in our place.
Life and salvation through Him are given--
Wonderful love, O wonderful grace!
3. Only through grace we press on our journey
Kept by the power of God till the end.
Only through grace we'll enter the portals;
Then to the Father grace will commend.

Refrain: Wonderful story, wonderful Saviour!
Jesus has died and rose from the grace.
Join the glad chorus, praise Him forever--
Jesus had died poor sinners to save!

[I've never found any information on the author, but based on one book it was published in the song was written by 1924.]

 

Stanza two:

Wonderful grace of Jesus,
Reaching to all the lost,
By it I have been pardoned,
Saved to the uttermost;
Chains have been torn asunder,
Giving me liberty;
For the wonderful grace of Jesus reaches me.

 

'Tis not that I did choose Thee,
For, Lord, that could not be;
This heart would still refuse Thee
Hadst Thou not chosen me.
Thou from the sin that stained me
Hast cleansed and set me free;
Of old Thou hast ordained me,
That I should live for Thee.

'Twas sovereign mercy called me,
And taught my opening mind;
The world had else enthralled me,
To heavenly glories blind.
My heart owns none above Thee;
For Thy rich grace I thirst;
This knowing, if I love Thee,
Thou must have loved me first. [Josiah Conder, 1789-1855]

 

The Solid Rock, by Edward Mote (1797-1874), has always been among my favorites.

1. My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus' blood and righteousness;
I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
But wholly lean on Jesus' name.
On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand.

The Solid Rock from London Christian Harmony Singing, 2013

I think Conder is too often overlooked as a writer of good hymns. His wife also wrote some good hymns.

 

http://www.primitivebaptist.net/Singing/The Child of Grace.mp3

The Child Of Grace

How happy's every child of grace,
That feels his sins forgiven!
"This earth" he cries, "is not my place,
I seek a place in heaven;"
A country far from mortal sight,
Yet oh! by faith I see,
The land of rest, the saint's delight,
A heav'n prepared for me.

O what a blessed hope is ours,
While here on earth we stay!
We more than taste the heav'nly pow'rs,
And antedate that day;
We feel the resurrection near,
Our life in Christ concealed;
And with His glor'ous presence here
Our longing hearts are filled.

When He shall more of heav'n bestow,
And bid my soul remove,
And let my trembling spirit go,
To meet the God I love,
With rapt'ous awe on Him I'll gaze,
Who died to set me free,
And sing and shout redeeming grace
In vast eternity,

Old School Hymnal #315

( PrimitiveBaptist.Net A Cappella MP3 Songs of Praise Online)

 

I was a wandering sheep,
I did not love the fold;
I did not love my Shepherd’s voice,
I would not be controlled.
I was a wayward child,
I did not love my home;
I did not love my Father’s voice,
I loved afar to roam.

The Shepherd sought His sheep,
The Father sought His child;
They followed me o’er vale and hill,
O’er deserts waste and wild;
They found me nigh to death,
Famished and faint and lone;
They bound me with the bands of love,
They saved the wand’ring one.

They spoke in tender love,
They raised my drooping head,
They gently closed my bleeding wounds,
My fainting soul they fed;
They washed my filth away,
They made me clean and fair;
They brought me to my home in peace,
The long sought wanderer.

Jesus my Shepherd is:
’Twas He that loved my soul;
’Twas He that washed me in His blood,
’Twas He that made me whole.
’Twas He that sought the lost,
That found the wand’ring sheep,
’Twas He that brought me to the fold,
’Tis He that still doth keep.

No more a wandering sheep,
I love to be controlled;
I love my tender Shepherd’s voice,
I love the peaceful fold.
No more a wayward child,
I seek no more to roam;
I love my heavenly Father’s voice,
I love, I love His home!

Horatius Bonar

This song IS my salvation story to a 'T'..

 

Jesus Paid It All

 

The Solid Rock

 

Not sure how "Calvinist" John Newton was, but several of his hymns are among my favorites:

How Sweet the Name of Jesus Sounds

Glorious Things of Thee Are Spoken

Amazing Grace

Amazing Grace 2

 

O for a thousand tongues to sing
My great Redeemer’s praise,
The glories of my God and King,
The triumphs of His grace!

He breaks the power of canceled sin,
He sets the prisoner free;
His blood can make the foulest clean,
His blood availed for me.

See all your sins on Jesus laid:
The Lamb of God was slain,
His soul was once an offering made
For every soul of man.

 

"For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God:" (Ephesians 2:8)

God's grace...what a gift!

"Then said they unto him, What shall we do, that we might work the works of God? Jesus answered and said unto them, This is the work of God, that ye believe on him whom he hath sent." (John 6:28,29)

God's grace + my faith (belief) = my salvation

Nothing done 'alone'...

'With' God all things are possible. Praise God.