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 bloods atoning, Then I repented of my sins And won the victory. Chorus O victory in Jesus, My Savior, forever. He sought me and 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 powr 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 brot To me the victory. 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 Ill sing up there The song of victory. Words and Music by E.M. Bartlett © 1939 - Administrated by Integrated Copyright Group, Inc. All rights reserved This is my oldest son, RRobbie Mayers favorite hymn. I love the memories of him singing it when he was a young teen. He not only signs the song but means the words. I have been sooo blest to have been chosen as his mother. Though we dont spend as much time together as id like, I know hes a good husband,father , uncle, brother,grandson and son. He always has been. Always will be because he knows the Father. Happy birthday son. I love you and Im so proud of the man youve become!
Posted on: Wed, 03 Dec 2014 03:22:03 +0000
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