He restores my soul and rescues me.
I stand in awe of love beyond compare.
'Tis the grandest gift of all eternity.

Though I'm alone and shunned in Galilee,
a leper's lot, but still He stops to care.
He restores my soul and rescues me.

Five thousand hunger, yet individually
He knows my name and offers bread to share.
'Tis the grandest gift of all eternity.

In pain, or blind, or plagued by tragedy,
He heals my wounds and lifts me from despair.
He restores my soul and rescues me.

When I help to drive the nails on Calvary,
"Forgive them, Father, please," He pleads in prayer.
'Tis the grandest gift of all eternity.

For He reaches out with love and charity,
and if I look, I'll find He's always there.
He restores my soul and rescues me.
'Tis the grandest gift in all eternity.


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