William Billings - West Boston - ноты, текст песни (слова)

Poor and low, we once did lie,
 Full of wants, and sore oppressed;
 Jesus now hath raised us high,
 All our grievances redressed.
 
 Deeply sinking once in Hell,
 Without hope, and without God;
 Now our tongues can greatly tell,
 We are saved by Jesus' blood.
 
 Freely we are saved by grace,
 Heart and hand we this embrace;
 This below fill every tongue,
 This above is all the song.
 
 Praises still to Christ we sing,
 Christ our prophet, priest, and King;
 The living waters in us flow,
 Glory is begun below.