God, we praise Thee for Thy mercy,
’Tis so great and so profound!
In our weakness and our failures;
With its greatness it abounds.
We adore Thee! we adore Thee!
With such mercy we’ve been crowned!

How we marvel at this mercy
So far-reaching and so vast!
It has reached us, e’en the sinners,
And will ever hold us fast.
From this mercy, from this mercy,
What can cause us to be cast?

For Thy mercy we are grateful,
’Tis so rich, so plenteous!
Thru Thy mercy in redemption,
Thou hast richly favored us.
If without this, if without this,
How could we be favored thus?

Oh, Thy mercy, so inspiring!
Gentle, tender, dear and sweet!
With Thy patience and Thy kindness,
Us in all our need it meets.
It we treasure, it we treasure,
Nothing can with it compete.

 Father, we enjoy Thy mercy,
Ever fresh and ever new;
Every morning shed upon us,
It refreshes as the dew.
How we taste it! how we taste it!
Giving Thee the praises due.

We can never cease to praise Thee,
As Thy mercy e’er endures;
All Thy grace and all Thy favor,
Ever for us it secures.
Trusting in it, trusting in it,
Thy sure mercy us assures.

Fight the battle in the Body,
Never fight it on your own;
With the Body to the Head joined,
Fight the battle on the throne.

Fight the battle in the Body!
By the virtue of the Head;
Standing firmly with the Body,
Into vict’ry you’ll be led.

For the Body is God’s armor,
Not for anyone alone;
When you wrestle in the Body,
All its benefits you own.

 ’Tis the Church on Christ established
Satan shall not overpow’r;
’Tis the Body built together
Which resists the evil pow’r.

 In the Body, by the Headship,
Sitting in the heavenlies,
Struggle with the wicked spirits
And the principalities.

 As a member of the Body,
With the brethren stand for God;
Praying always in the Spirit,
Claim the vict’ry through the Blood.

In the heav’nlies more than conqu’ror,
In the power of His might,
As a soldier in the army,
In the Lord the battle fight.

Keep on wrestling in the Body,
Mighty vict’ry you will see,
Bind and loose, God’s will fulfilling,
And the foes your food will be.

If from your nat’ral man you would be free,
Amen the law of life!
This law works in us automatically,
Amen the law of life!
Amen the law of life!
Amen the law of life!
This law transforms us, to Christ conforms us—
Amen the law of life!

From life divine it does originate,
Amen the law of life!
Its function, working, power are innate,
Amen the law of life!
Amen the law of life!
Amen the law of life!
Stop all your trying, on life relying,
Amen the law of life!

The law of life fulfills our God’s desire,
Amen the law of life!
Our self-improvement He does not require,
Amen the law of life!
Amen the law of life!
Amen the law of life!
God’s plan fulfilling; Yes, Lord, we’re willing,
Amen the law of life!

This law transforms us metabolically,
Amen the law of life!
’Til we are permeated corporately,
Amen the law of life!
Amen the law of life!
Amen the law of life!
Old man denying, God’s life supplying,
Amen the law of life!

This law’s inscribing Christ upon our hearts,
Amen the law of life!
’Til He is written in our inward parts,
Amen the law of life!
Amen the law of life!
Amen the law of life!
Christ’s form engraving, not mere behaving,
Amen the law of life!!

The love of God is greater far
Than tongue or pen can ever tell.
It goes beyond the highest star
And reaches to the lowest hell.
The guilty pair, bowed down with care,
God gave His Son to win;
His erring child He reconciled
And pardoned from his sin.

O love of God, how rich and pure!
How measureless and strong!
It shall forevermore endure—
The saints’ and angels’ song.

 When hoary time shall pass away,
And earthly thrones and kingdoms fall;
When men who here refuse to pray,
On rocks and hills and mountains call;
God’s love, so sure, shall still endure,
All measureless and strong;
Redeeming grace to Adam’s race—
The saints’ and angels’ song.

Could we with ink the ocean fill,
And were the skies of parchment made;
Were every stalk on earth a quill,
And every man a scribe by trade;
To write the love of God above
Would drain the ocean dry;
Nor could the scroll contain the whole,
Though stretched from sky to sky.

O what a miracle, my Lord,
That I’m in Thee and Thou in me,
That Thou and I are really one;
O what a wondrous mystery!

For me Thy body Thou didst give,
That I may ever share in Thee;
For me Thy precious blood was shed,
That from my sins I might be free.

By resurrection Thou didst change
Thy form and as the Spirit come;
Thou wouldst that I be filled with Thee
That all Thy riches mine become.

 Now as the symbols we behold,
Thy loving self we see anew;
We thank Thee for Thy heart’s desire
As all Thy travail we review.

We eat the bread and drink the wine,
And to Thy sweetness we are led;
In spirit each receiving Thee,
Our spirits with Thyself are fed.

We long to eat and drink e’en more,
To take Thyself in spirit thus,
Till Thou shalt all our being fill
And true remembrance have from us.

 We will sing to the Lord with our spirit,
We will sing to the Lord from within,
We will sing hallelujah to Jesus;
And be blent into oneness with Him.


Now we’re learning to turn to our spirit,
Now we’re learning to take Christ as life;
Now we’re learning to feed upon Jesus
And be freed from all struggling and strife.

We have been many years in religion,
We have been many years in our mind,
We have been many years in emotions,
Always seeking, but never to find.


 Hallelujah for life in the Spirit,
Hallelujah for newness within.
When we turn from our mind to our spirit,
We enjoy all the riches of Him.

If I’d know Christ’s risen power.
I must ever love the Cross;
Life from death alone arises;
There’s no gain except by loss.

If no death, no life,
If no death, no life;
Life from death alone arises;
If no death, no life.

If I’d have Christ formed within me,
I must breathe my final breath,
Live within the Cross’s shadow,
Put my soul-life e’er to death.

If God thru th’ Eternal Spirit
Nail me ever with the Lord;
Only then as death is working
Will His life thru me be poured.

Amazing grace! how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch; like me!
I once was lost, but now am found,
Was blind, but now I see.

’Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears relieved;
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed!.
The Lord hath promised good to me,
His word my hope secures;
He will my shield and portion be
As long as life endures
When we’ve been there ten thousand years,
Bright shining as the sun,
We’ve no less days to sing God’s praise
Than when we first begun.

Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine;
Oh, what a foretaste of glory divine!
Heir of salvation, purchase of God,
Born of His Spirit, washed in His blood.


This is my story, this is my song,
Praising my Savior all the day long.
This is my story, this is my song,
Praising my Savior all the day long.

Perfect submission, perfect delight,
Visions of rapture now burst on my sight;
Angels descending, bring from above
Echoes of mercy, whispers of love.
Perfect submission, all is at rest,
I in my Savior am happy and blest;
Watching and waiting, looking above,
Filled with His goodness, lost in His love.

I was raised in a very religious and devoutly Catholic family. Therefore, as a child I never knew anything different. However, I never completely accepted my family’s religion and was ever quite rebellious toward it. As I grew older, I became a person who only loved to party and have a good time. I was definitely not seeking after God. However, I later came to see that God was seeking after me.

Around 1981, my sister began telling me about her personal experiences of the Lord Jesus. I had never heard such a thing and this stirred up my desire to read the Bible, which I began to do regularly. Later, one of my neighbors, a woman who lived in my apartment complex, began sharing with me about the Bible and about Jesus Christ. Through all these situations , the Lord was preparing my heart. Up to this point I had listened to my sister and my neighbor and I even had been reading the Bible. Yet, I did not know what it meant to be saved or to be born anew. But things were about to happen which would change my life.

One evening I was thrust into a situation where my life was being threatened by a man. At that very juncture, I remembered the words spoken to me by my neighbor about the Lord, and within me was a spontaneous faith. I responded by speaking to the man who was threatening me. I told him that the Lord Jesus was in the room with us. He thought I was crazy, but this speaking subdued the situation completely.

After that night, I knew something had changed in me. I no longer was full of anger or anxiety and I had a deep peace and calm. Old habits began fading away and the sinful things which were formerly interesting to me lost their attraction. I found myself in frequent conversations with God. I even began reading the Bible with my neighbor. I was being changed from within; however, God was not through with me yet.

My neighbor asked me to go with her to a Bible study at the home of some Christians she had met. In this meeting, they were singing loudly, praising, shouting hallelujah and rejoicing. Being familiar only with the Catholic church, I was awestruck and a little overwhelmed. It would take some time for what I had experienced there to sink in. But I did sense God’s presence there. Eventually I found that I wanted to go back, and did go back with my neighbor and one of her other friends who had just received the Lord. Again there was joyful singing, praising and shouting, but this time I joined in and called on the name of the Lord with all my heart. I was filled with joy and inner peace. I would never be the same again.

Since that time my life has radically changed. I love all the believers, I love the Bible, I love the ministry of Watchman Nee and Witness Lee. I love the wonderful local church. I love to meet together with others and sing, pray and praise the Lord, “This is my story, this is my song. Praising my Savior, all the day long. This is my story, this is my song…praising my savior, all the day long.” (Hymns # 308) .

Sandra Grace

Of all the gifts Thy love bestows,
Thou Giver of all good.
E’en heav’n itself no richer knows
Than Jesus and His blood.
Faith, too, that trusts in Him through grace,
From that same love we gain;
Else, sweetly as it suits our case,
The gift had been in vain.
We praise Thee, and would praise Thee more,
To Thee our all we owe:
The precious Savior, and the power
That makes Him precious too.

O how nigh the Lord is unto all who call on Him!
When we call, His very presence strengthens us within.
Seeking Jesus, He is found, and calling, He is near—
O what a comfort to our hearts to call His name so dear!

Jesus! O what a name!
O Lord Jesus! Life-giving name!
Name victorious, name all-glorious,
Name exalted—O what a name!
Jesus! Strengthening name!
O Lord Jesus! Comforting name!
Name to breathe in prayer, calling everywhere,
“O Lord Jesus!” O what a name!

Call upon the name of Jesus, and you will be saved,
O Lord Jesus, hallelujah, nevermore enslaved!
We may take salvation’s cup by calling on the Lord;
Salvation from a host of things does His dear name afford.

To the Lord, the Jew, the Greek and everyone’s the same;
He is rich unto all men that call upon His name.
O Lord Jesus, what a joy to call and really live;
When breathing in Thy name, what pleasure Thou
to us dost give.

In the God of our salvation we may take delight,
Calling on His name at all times, though in bliss or blight.
I will call upon His name as long as I shall live,
Because He has inclined His ear, and grace so full does give.
We will call upon the Lord, who’s worthy of our praise;
Thus our grateful hearts in worship we to Him may raise.
We are those who call upon His name in every place
With all the saints who from a pure heart call and taste His grace.

Dear Lord, how precious is Thy blood,
Of the New Testament!
By it God’s blessings we receive,
And we with Him are blent.

“Tis by Thy blood we’ve been redeemed,
And by it sanctified.
Now is our conscience free from sin,
From dead works purified.
Better than Abel’s, now Thy blood
Speaks unto God for us.
Perfect redemption it provides,
Meeting God’s righteousness.
Through the eternal Spirit, Thou
Offeredst Thyself to God.
This sacrifice can ne’er grow old;
Timeless is Thy dear blood.
’Tis by Thy blood we boldly come
Unto the throne of grace,
Unto our God, the cov’nant new,
And to the Holiest Place.
Lord, by Thy blood, God is obliged
His very Self to give;
He must receive us to Himself,
And He in us must live.
Dear Lord, how precious is Thy blood
Of the New Testament!
By it God’s blessings we receive,
And we with Him are blent.

God has called us for His purpose,
His economy so glorious,
For which He was fully processed;
Consummated now is He!
As the Spirit, He indwells us;
As our God allotted portion,
Working out His full salvation,
Making us the same as He is.


Oh, may a clear, controlling vision of
The Lord’s economy direct my heart,
And burn in me until my spirit’s wholly set afire!
With spirit strong and active we’ll press on
To consummate God’s goal—
New Jerusalem, Hallelujah!

Jesus lived the God-man pattern,
Set the way for us to follow,
He denied His natural man and
Was obedient unto death,
Once He was the only God-man;
Now we are His duplication.
As the many grains we’re blended
As His corporate reproduction.
Living out His resurrection,
Dying to the flesh and soul-life.
Living by the mingled spirit,
Natural man we will deny.
Now we’re living in the Body,
Every day we’re overcoming,
Striving for the peak of Zion,
Watching for our Lord’s appearing.
God and man will have one living,
Always in the mingled spirit;
We two are incorporated
One organic entity!
This the vision of the ages
Will control our daily living
That the Lord may have His Body
Shining as the holy city.

Once far from God and dead in sin,
No light my heart could see;
But in God’s Word the light I found,
Now Christ liveth in me.
Christ liveth in me,
Christ liveth in me;
Oh! what a salvation this,
That Christ liveth in me.

 As rays of light from yonder sun,
The flow’rs of earth set free,
So life and light and love come forth
From Christ living in me.
As lives the flow’r within the seed,
As in the cone the tree,
So, praise the Christ of truth and grace,
His Spirit dwelleth in me.
With longing all my heart is filled,
That like Him I may be,
As on the wondrous thought I dwell
That Christ liveth in me.

Now the Triune God has come to dwell within
As the wonderful Spirit in us.
We are mingled with the Lord, we’re one with Him
As the life-giving Spirit in us.
Oh, He’s the wonderful Spirit in us,
He’s the wonderful Spirit in us!
God is in the Son, the Son’s the Spirit now
He’s the wonderful Spirit in us!

“Abba Father” is the cry from deep within
From the wonderful Spirit in us.
’Tis the Spirit of the Son who cries to Him
As the life-giving Spirit in us.
Jesus Christ the Lord is living now in us
As the wonderful Spirit within.
He has been transfigured, we enjoy Him thus,
As the life-giving Spirit within.
 Now the Spirit of reality is here
As the wonderful Spirit within.
Now the things of Christ are all so real and clear
By the life-giving Spirit within.
 We will all stir up this gift that’s deep within
As the wonderful Spirit in us.
When we call “Lord Jesus” how our spirits spring
With this life-giving Spirit in us!

Conflict today is fierce,
The strength of Satan more;
The cry of battle calling now
Is louder than before.
The rebel voice of hell
E’en stronger now becomes;
But list, the midnight cry resounds,
Behold, I quickly come!

Trials more bitter grow,
The fighting doth enlarge;
Hell’s forces rally all their pow’rs
And gather for the charge.
Yet while we wait and watch
And feel the war severe,
We hear the joyful song ring out,
Jesus, the Lord. is near!
 ’Tis harder at the end
The word to testify,
For Satan fights with all his pow’r
Our witness to defy.
Much greater strength we need
The foe to overcome;
How happy when the Lord we see
And all our sighing’s done!
Who then will forward go
Strong in His mighty power?
Who then will firmly trust the Lord
Until the vict’ry hour;
Till with the conqu’rors blest,
The triumph song’s begun?
That man will then rejoice to hear,
Behold, I quickly come!
Who then will choose God’s best,
And take the narrow track,
Though passing thru the wildest storms,
Yet never turning back?
Who now will dare press on,
Enduring pain and fear?
All such will then rejoice to see
Jesus, the Lord, is near!
Though deep the darkness be
We still would onward go,
Till we the day of rapture greet
And glory ‘round shall glow.
’Tis there we’ll see the Lord,
And Satan overcome;
The overcomers will rejoice,
Jesus, the Lord. has come!

Lord, we’ve heard the call, “Come forward,”
Unto the most Holy Place,
To behold shekinah glory
Shining from Your blessed face.
Coming forward to the Holiest,
Through the incense altar’s prayer;
No more veil of separation,
We may boldly enter there.

We come forward by a new way,
Freshly cut and freshly slain,
To the Holiest of Holies;
Glorious access we obtain.
We come forward unto our God,
Who is sitting on the throne;
He has paved the way to glory
By His blood and cross alone.
We come forward to the new age,
With assured heart, true and bold.
To enjoy th’ eternal purpose,
Ne’er to shrink back to the old.
Praise You, Lord, we’ve all come forward.
Now within the Holiest,
You’re our God and we’re Your people;
Here we dwell forever blest.

Savior, I by faith am touching
Thee, the source of every good;
Virtue now, by faith am claiming,
Through the cleansing of Thy blood.
Touching Thee, new life is glowing
By Thy Spirit’s burning flame;
Cleansing, purging, Spirit filling,
Glory to Thy Holy Name!

Touching Thee in faith, I take Thee
In Thy riches full and free;
All I am I open to Thee,
All Thou art Thou giv’st to me.
Touching now Thine outstretched scepter,
O most mighty King of kings;
Of Thy fulness now receiving,
High I mount on eagle wings.
Grace and virtue, strength and wisdom,
All my need, by Thee supplied;
Keep me touching, keep me claiming,
Keep me ever at Thy side.

There’s a race for us to run—Hallelujah,
And a way for us the race to win.
To all those who have begun—Hallelujah,
God has spoken, “Look away to Him!”
Look away! O look away!
Look to Jesus now today!
Look away from everything unto Jesus,
Look away from everything to Him!

Look away from all around—Hallelujah,
Look away from all the strife and din;
Look away where peace is found—Hallelujah,
Look away from everything to Him.
Look away from fickle soul—Hallelujah,
Look away from failing self within;
Look away toward the goal—Hallelujah,
Look away from everything to Him.
Look away from all the past—Hallelujah,
Look away from both the good and sin;
To the living One hold fast—Hallelujah,
Look away from everything to Him.
Look away into His face—Hallelujah,
He who’ll finish what He did begin.
O what grace to run the race—Hallelujah—
We obtain by looking off to Him!