A Selection of Psalms and Hymns ‎#CLXXXIV

CLXXXIV. The Lord, how glorious is his face

1 The LORD, how glorious is his face
How kind his smiles appear!
And O! what melting words he says,
To ev'ry humble ear!

2 "For you, the children of my love,
"It was for you I dy'd;
"Behold my bleeding hands and feet,
"And look into my side."

3 These are the wounds for you I bore,
The tokens of my pains,
When I came dow to free your souls,
From misery and chains.

4 When hell and all its spiteful pow'rs,
Stood dreadful in the way;
To rescue those dear lives of yours,
I gave my own away.

5 But while I bled, and groan'd, and dy'd,
I ruin'd satan's throne;
High on the cross I hung and spy'd,
The monster tumbling down.

6 Victorious GOD! what can we pay,
For favours so divine?
Here, LORD, we give our souls away,
To be for ever thine.

Text Information

• First Line: The Lord, how glorious is his face
• Meter: Common Metre
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1790
• Topic: Lord's Supper
• Source: The Coll.
• Notes: Now Public Domain.

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