God of mercy, so high and holy Made Himself lowly to bring us life God of grace, He calls His bride lovely By love pursues, He defends, and sanctifies Oh what a joy to be in Christ Our sin destroyed as red runs white We're not our own, but wholly Thine Oh what a joy to be in Christ God all knowing, our strength through suffering Though battles bruise us, the war is won God of blessing, each hour sustaining Our ark of safety above temporal floods Oh what a joy to be in Christ Our sin destroyed as red runs white We're not our own, but wholly Thine Oh what a joy to be in Christ Oh what triumph to abide in Christ All the saints within His will delight With the gospel etched upon our souls Daily we die, letting Christ take control (In Him I delight) Oh what a joy to be in Christ Our sin destroyed as red runs white We're not our own, but wholly Thine Oh what a joy to be in Christ