Words by: Albert Orsborn / Music by: Wilfred Kitching
lyrics
VERSE 1:
Have we not known it, have we not heard it?
Power unto God belongs.
Yet do we daily find in His mercy
Themes for the sweetest songs;
Healing the wounded, raising the fallen,
Making the blind to see,
Saying to all who seek His face
These precious words of redeeming grace:
CHORUS:
No more! No more! He remembers sins no more,
They are pardoned for ever, and He will never
Bring them up against me any more.
I’ll hear no more
Of the evil days of yore;
I’m a pardoned offender,
And God will remember them no more.
VERSE 2:
Joy-bursts of singing gaily are springing
With every day that starts;
If we were silent then would the stones cry
Shame on our fainting hearts.
O banish the sadness, sing now for gladness
Glory in Christ, the Lord!
Who is a God like unto Thee,
One who can pardon iniquity?
VERSE 3:
Safe in the dark day; safe in the bright day;
Safe till my latest breath;
There is endurance in this assurance,
Stronger than fear of death.
When the accuser comes to the judgment,
Seeking my soul to claim,
I have a token in the blood.
I have the word of a pardoning God.
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