Text: | O could I speak the matchless worth |
Author: | Samuel Medley |
Tune: | RAVENDALE |
Composer: | Walter Stokes |
1 O could I speak the matchless worth,
O, could I sound the glories forth
Which in my Saviour shine,
I'd soar and touch the heavenly strings,
And vie with Gabriel, while he sings
In notes almost divine.
2 I'd sing the precious blood He spilt,
My ransom from the dreadful guilt
Of sin and wrath divine:
I'd sing His glorious righteousness,
In which all-perfect heavenly dress
My soul shall ever shine.
3 I'd sing the characters He bears,
And all the forms of love He wears,
Exalted on His throne:
In loftiest songs of sweetest praise,
I would to everlasting days
Make all His glories known.
4 Soon the delightful day will come,
When my dear Lord will bring me home,
And I shall see His face:
Then with my Saviour, Brother, Friend,
A blest eternity I'll spend,
Triumphant in His grace.
Amen.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | O could I speak the matchless worth |
Author: | Samuel Medley (1789) |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1917 |
Topic: | The Christian Life: Prayer, Praise and Thanksgiving |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | RAVENDALE |
Composer: | Walter Stokes (1876) |
Meter: | 8 8 6. D. (C. P. M.) |
Key: | E♭ Major |