Our Hope...Our Help...Our Hallelujah
Our hope...our help...our Hallelujah
Heaven to earth come down
The One who bore our sins at Calvary
Who wore that thorned made crown
Not a helpless form of a man
But God come in the flesh
To bring deliverance to His Creation
What love of God no less!
We stand in His righteousness
Clothed now by His Spirit
When we repented of our sin
We were able to draw near it
God's grace prevailing in our lives
For we are saved by grace alone
Not one iota of our works
Could ever for sin atone
Our hope...our help...our Hallelujah
Each day our God doth bless
At our awakening in the morning
We express our thankfulness
That He should love us sinner's so
Gives me such a grand elation
I'm bound for the promised land Hallelujah
Praise God for so great a Salvation!
Hallelujah what a Saviour!
Copyright August920207: 36 AM
Gary James Smith
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem