CXXXVIII | A Selection of Hymns#CXXXIX | CXL |
1 See, Lord, thy willing subjects bow,
Adoring low before thy throne:
Accept our humble, cheerful vow,
Thou art our Sovereign, thou alone.
2 Beneath thy soul-reviving ray,
Even cold Afflictions wintry gloom
Shall brighten into vernal day,
And hopes and joys immortal bloom.
3 Smile on our souls and bid us sing,
In concert with the choir above,
The glories of our Savior King,
And condescensions of his love.
4 Amazing love! that stoop'd so low,
To view with pity's melting eye
Vile men, deserving endless woe!
Amazing love!— did Jesus die?
5 He died, to raise to life and joy
The vile, the guilty, the undone;
O let his praise each hour employ,
'Till hours no more heir circles run!
6 He died!— ye seraphs, tune your songs,
Resound, resound the Savior's name:
For nought below immortal tongues
Can ever reach the wondrous theme.
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First Line: | See, Lord, thy willing subjects bow |
Title: | The dying Love of Christ, constraining to thankful Devotion |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1792 |
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Topic: | The Sufferings and Death of Christ; Love of Christ: Constraining |