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1 Jesus the Lord our souls adore,
A painful suff'rer now no more;
High on his Father's throne he reigns
O'er earth, and heav'n's extensive plains.
2 His race for ever is compleat,
For ever undisturb'd his seat;
Myriads of angels round him fly,
And sing his well gain'd victory.
3 Yet 'midst the honours of his throne,
He joys not for himself alone;
His meanest servants share their part,
Share in that royal tender heart.
4 Raise, raise, my soul, thy raptur'd sight,
With sacred wonder and delight;
Jesus at God's right hand now see
Enter'd beyond the veil for thee.
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First Line: | Jesus, the Lord, our souls adore |
Title: | He sitteth at the right Hand of God |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1789 |
Topic: | Heidelberg Catechism: Lord's Day 19 |