1 O the joy of souls forgiven,
saved from death and hell and loss.
For they know what they've been given
and the depth of sins now washed.
The joy that sends my spirit soaring
is that God has died for me,
and I can shout with throngs adoring,
""Holy, mighty, great is He.""
2 Sin will soil my soul no longer.
Mercy covers guilty men.
For the Savior's blood is stronger--
blood so pure He shed for them.
3 There's no foe, no sin, nor sadness
that can take this joy away.
Even death can't end my gladness;
Jesus is my hope and stay!
4 My delight is my deliverer,
O what words can tell my joy!
He's my strength and my Redeemer,
my rejoicing evermore!
5 Now by grace through faith we see Him
as we run to arms unfurled,
crying praise with joy exceeding,
""Christ has overcome the world!""