The story behind the hymns or the story of the hymn. His grace is
greater. His grace is greater if the burdens increase. Their strength is greater
if the test is crueler, if the struggle is great. Greater is his
grace without more are the sorrows, greater is his peace, his love.
His grace doesn' t end. It doesn' t end a limit.
There is no power of the Lord, for from his immense riches in glory
his grace abounds, his love abounds. This hymn is a poem dedicated to
the mercy of God. Written by believer Annie Johnson Flint. In the midst
of a severe chronic illness. The hymn exalts and thanks the Lord for his
infinite greatness. Author of more than 6, 000 hymns, Annie Johnson Flint
showed the world through her existence, how God always tests the faith of his
followers. And honors them with their love if they are able to overcome suffering,
pain and sadness. Born on the 24th of December of one thousand eight
hundred and sixty- six in the United States, she was a servant of
the Lord who, from his arrival in the world to the end of his
days, suffered more than an earthly suffering. However, his fidelity to Christ
allowed him to leave an indelible musical mark in which the song stands out.
His grace is greater than the mercy of the creator. Annie was the greatest
earthly gift of Eldon and Jim Johnson, a couple of New Jersey believers,
who had emigrated to America from the UK. She lost her mother in a
thousand eight hundred sixty- nine and a couple of years later her father.
Then, in the midst of so much pain, she was adopted, along
with her sister Netty, by a Christian marriage that gave them all her affection
and affection. In the name of the Most High. Annie Johnson Flint served
the eternal father through a prolific creativity that she used to exalt the Gospel.
Never in the more than forty- five years he spent tied to a wheelchair,
did he doubt that the creator had chosen him to fulfill a noble purpose
At all times and despite the great tribulations he went through, he was always
able to stress that the will of the Most High must be fulfilled. Even
on September 8th of a thousand nine hundred and thirty- two, shortly before
he left for the meeting with the almighty, he emphatically affirmed. I have
nothing to say. It' s all right.