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647. A Song of Praise to the Holy Three

1 When will the happy moment come
That I shall meet my Lord at home,
And all his glory view?
Where sin no more shall vex my soul,
Nor Satan any more control,
Nor guilt shall me pursue?

2 [Christ loved, and chose, and ransomed me,
From sin and Satan set me free,
And washed me in his blood;
He clothed me well from top to toe,
Adorned me with his glory too,
And brought me home to God.]

3 When such a guilty wretch as I,
Deserving nought but misery,
Shall in full glory be,
With all the blood-bought throng above,
I’ll sing the riches of thy love,
Through vast eternity.

4 I’ll tell the Father and the Son,
And the blest Spirit, Three-in-One,
I’m saved by grace divine;
And, with a strong, immortal voice,
In this one God will I rejoice,
Nor ever more repine.

Text Information
First Line: When will the happy moment come
Title: A Song of Praise to the Holy Three
Author: W. Gadsby
Meter: 8.8.6.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1844
Topic: Praise
Tune Information
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