Fellowship Hall

I heard an old, old story, How a Savior came from glory, How He gave His life on Calvary, To save a wretch like me; I heard about His groaning, Of His precious blood's atoning, Then I repented of my sins and won the victory.

O victory, in Jesus, my Savior forever,  He sought me, and He bought me, With His redeeming blood;  He loved me ere I knew Him, and all my love is due Him; He plunged me to victory, beneath the cleansing flood.

I heard about His healing, Of His cleansing power revealing, How He made the lame to walk again, And caused the blind to see; And then I cried "Dear Jesus, Come and heal my broken spirit," And somehow Jesus came and brought to me the victory.

O victory, in Jesus, my Savior forever,  He sought me, and He bought me, With His redeeming blood;  He loved me ere I knew Him, and all my love is due Him; He plunged me to victory, beneath the cleansing flood.

I heard about a mansion, He has built for me in glory, And I heard about the streets of gold, Beyond the crystal sea; About  the angels singing, And the old redemption story, And some sweet day I'll sing up there, The song of victory.

O victory, in Jesus, my Savior forever,  He sought me, and He bought me, With His redeeming blood;  He loved me ere I knew Him, and all my love is due Him; He plunged me to victory, beneath the cleansing flood.