|
They say in the harbor of heaven
|
Is a ship called the Gospel of Grace
|
A glorious ship that once made a trip
|
Through the oceans of time and space
|
She followed a star to a stable
|
She carried the Child of the King
|
And when she set sail
|
So goes the tale
|
All of the angels would sing
|
|
CHORUS:
|
The Gospel of Grace is sailing
|
What a glorious sight to behold
|
Her heavenly banners are waving
|
Her sails are covered with gold
|
They say when a man looks upon her
|
The glory will shine on his face
|
For there¡¯ll never be a ship on the sea
|
Like the glorious Gospel of Grace
|
|
She sailed to the land of the lonely
|
To the meek and the lowly she came
|
And each one she passed
|
From the first to the last
|
Would never again be the same
|
The voice of the Father had spoken
|
A heavenly sign had come down
|
And everyone knew
|
His promise was true
|
The heavens were filled with the sound
|
|
CHORUS
|
|
Then one day she sank to the bottom
|
At a place called old rugged cross
|
But the Child of the King now her captain
|
Came sailing her back to the top
|
And then as they sailed off toward heaven
|
He called out, "Get ready my friends
|
I must go away
|
But there¡¯ll come a day
|
I promise you¡¯ll see Me again"
|
|
And the Gospel of Grace will be sailing
|
What a glorious sight we¡¯ll behold
|
Her heavenly banners a waving
|
She¡¯s coming to carry us home
|
For now we see through a glass darkly
|
But then we will see face to face
|
And as we climb aboard
|
We¡¯ll give thanks to the Lord
|
For His glorious Gospel of Grace
|
And as we climb aboard
|
We¡¯ll give thanks to the Lord
|
For His glorious Gospel of Grace
|
|
|
|
-----------------
|
The Gospel of Grace
|
| Ray Boltz |
