Verse 1
I heCard an old, old story,
How a SaviFour came from glCory,
How He Amgave His life Gon CalCvary
To sDave a wretch like Gme;
I heCard about His groaning,
Of His preFcious blood's atoCning,
Then AmI repented oCf my sins
And wFon the vGictoryC
Chorus
O victCory in Jesus,
My SavFiour, forCever,
He soAmught me aGnd bouCght me
With DHis redeeming blGood;
He loCved me ere I knew Him
And aFll my love is dCue Him,
He pluAmnged me to vicCtory,
Beneath the cleaGnsing flCood
I heCard about His healing,
Of His cleaFnsing pow'r revCealing,
How He Ammade the lame to wGalk aAmgain
And caDused the blind to sGee;
And tChen I cried, "Dear Jesus,
Come and hFeal my broken spCirit,"
And soAmmehow Jesus cCame and brAmought
To Dme the GvictorCy
Chorus
O victCory in Jesus,
My SavFiour, forCever,
He soAmught me aGnd bouCght me
With DHis redeeming blGood;
He loCved me ere I knew Him
And aFll my love is dCue Him,
He pluAmnged me to vicCtory,
Beneath the cleaGnsing flCood
I heCard about a mansion
He has buFilt for me in gClory,
And I hAmeard about the strGeet of gAmold
BeyDond the crystal sGea;
AbCout the angels singing,
And the olFd redemption stCory,
And some sAmweet day I'll siCng up tAmhere
The sDong of GvictorCy