A Selection of Psalms and Hymns ‎#CLXXXIX

CLXXXIX. Lord, how divine thy comforts are!

1 Lord, how divine thy comforts are!
How heav'nly is the place
Where Jesus spreads the sacred feast
Of his redeeming grace!

2 There the rich bounties of our God,
And sweetest glories shine;
There Jesus says "that I am his,
"And my beloved's mine."

3 "Here (says the kind redeeming Lord,
"And shews his wounded side)
"See here the spring of all your joys,
That open'd when I dy'd"

4 He smiles and chears my mournful heart
And tells of all his pain,
'All this (says he) I bore for thee,"
And then he smiles again.

5 What shall we pay our Heav'nly King
For grace so vast as this?
He brings our pardon to our eyes
And seals it with a kiss.

Text Information

• First Line: Lord, how divine thy comforts are!
• Author: Dr. Watts
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1790
• Topic: Lord's Supper
• Notes: Public Domain.

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