I heard an old, old story, How a Saviour came from Glo-ry,
How He gave His life on Calvary To save a wretch like me;
I heard about His groaning, Of His precious blood's a- ton- ing,
Then I re -pent -ed of my sins And won the vic - to - ry.
O vic - to - ry in Jesus, My Saviour, for-ev-er, 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,
Be-neath the cleansing flood.
verse 2
I heard about His healing, Of His cleasnsing pow'r re-veal-ing,
How He made the lame to walk again And caused the blind to see;
And then I cried, "Dear Jesus, Come and heal my bro - ken spi- rit,"
And some how Jesus came and brought To me the vic - to - ry.
O vic - to - ry in Jesus, My Saviour, for-ev-er, 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,
Be-neath the cleansing flood.
verse 3
I heard about a mansion he has built for me in Glo-ry,
And I heard about the streets of gold Be - yond the crys-tal sea;
And some sweet day I'll sing up there The song of vic - to - ry.
O vic - to - ry in Jesus, My Saviour, for-ev-er, 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,
Be-neath the cleansing flood.