Text: | O thou, who hast redeemed of old |
Author: | C. Wesley |
1 O thou, who hast redeemed of old,
And bidd'st me of thy strength lay hold,
And be at peace with thee,
Help me thy benefits to own,
And hear me tell what thou hast done,
O dying Lamb! for me.
2 Love, only love, thy heart inclined,
And brought thee, Saviour of mankind,
Down from thy throne above;
Love made my God a Man of grief,
Distressed thee sore for my relief:
Oh, mystery of love!
3 As thou hast loved and died for me
So grant me, Saviour, love to thee,
And gladly I resign
Whate'er I have, whate'er I am:
My life be all with thine the same,
And all thy death be mine.
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First Line: | O thou, who hast redeemed of old |
Author: | C. Wesley |
Meter: | C. P. M. |
Publication Date: | 1873 |
Scripture: | ; ; ; ; |
Topic: | Provisions of the Gospel: Glad Tidings; The Mystery of Christ's Love |
Notes: | Public Domain. |