The Love of God

the joy of heaven is swelling in my soul ev 'ry day,
tis swelling, sweeter it grows to me and daily o'er-flows;
the love that saved me i'm telling all along on my way
i'm glad for jesus amazing grace to me, to me.

the joy of heaven(the joy of heaven) is rising, swelling
(it rises, swells) with-in my heart to every surge and roll
in my heart to ever surge and roll;
it gives me victory(gives
vic-to-ry) o'er sin and evil (o'er ev-ry sin)
and ever floods my happy new-born soul
the loving savior leads me by his spirit
here his love divine i see in every place,
oh, hal-le-lu jah(oh praise his
name) oh glory glory(i'm glad he came,)
i praise the lord(praise him for) for his amazing grace, his grace

the joy of heaven. like billows,
ever rolls on and on increasing
glory so free. tis ever bringing to me;
this great salvation will keep me till life's morning shall dawn
i'm glad for jesus amazing grace to me, to me