’Tis Marvelous and Wonderful Lelia N. Morris, pub.1919 copyright status is Public Domain Subjects: Joy, Experience Scripture: Psalm 9:1; 98:1; Revelation 15:3 'Tis Marvelous and Wonderful [.xml] Lelia N. Morris, pub.1919 copyright status is Public Domain Key: B♭ Meter: 10.7.10.7.7 R Learn about music formats... view sheet music [.pdf] [.sib] play midi [.mid]	The Savior has come in His mighty pow’r, And spoken peace to my soul; And all of my life from that very hour I’ve yielded to His control, I’ve yielded to His control. Refrain: Oh, it is wonderful! It is marvelous and wonderful, What Jesus has done for this soul of mine! The half has never been told; Oh, it is wonderful! It is marvelous and wonderful, What Jesus has done for this soul of mine! The half has never been told. ’Twas only a foretaste of joys divine In Canaan waiting for me, Where sweetest of honey and milk and wine Were dripping from every tree, Were dripping from every tree. From glory to glory He leads me on, From grace to grace every day; And brighter and brighter the glory dawns, While pressing my homeward way, While pressing my homeward way. If fellowship here with my Lord can be So inexpressibly sweet, Oh, what will it be when His face we see, When ’round the bright throne we meet? When ’round the bright throne we meet?

’Tis Marvelous and Wonderful

'Tis Marvelous and Wonderful [.xml]

Key: B♭

Meter: 10.7.10.7.7 R

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The Savior has come in His mighty pow’r,
And spoken peace to my soul;
And all of my life from that very hour
I’ve yielded to His control,
I’ve yielded to His control.
- Refrain:
  Oh, it is wonderful!
  It is marvelous and wonderful,
  What Jesus has done for this soul of mine!
  The half has never been told;
  Oh, it is wonderful!
  It is marvelous and wonderful,
  What Jesus has done for this soul of mine!
  The half has never been told.
’Twas only a foretaste of joys divine
In Canaan waiting for me,
Where sweetest of honey and milk and wine
Were dripping from every tree,
Were dripping from every tree.
From glory to glory He leads me on,
From grace to grace every day;
And brighter and brighter the glory dawns,
While pressing my homeward way,
While pressing my homeward way.
If fellowship here with my Lord can be
So inexpressibly sweet,
Oh, what will it be when His face we see,
When ’round the bright throne we meet?
When ’round the bright throne we meet?