1 Father, I sing thy wond'rous grace,
I bless my Saviour's name.
He bought salvation for the poor,
And bore the sinners shame.
2 His deep distress has rais'd us high;
His duty and his zeal.
Fulfill'd the law which mortals broke,
And finish'd all thy will.
3 His dying groans, his living songs,
Shall better please my God,
Than harp or trumpet's solemn sound,
Than goats or bullocks blood.
4 This shall his humble foll'wers see,
And set their hearts at rest;
They by his death draw near to thee,
And live for ever blest.
4 Let heav'n, and all that dwell on high,
To God their voices raise,
While lands and seas assist the sky,
And join'd t' advance the praise.
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First Line: | Father, I sing thy wond'rous grace |
Title: | Obedience and Death of Christ |
Meter: | Common Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1790 |
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Topic: | Before Sermon |