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By Thee, O God, invited,
We look unto the Son,
In whom Thy heart delighted,
Who all Thy will hath done;
And by the one chief treasure
Thy bosom freely gave,
Thine own pure love we measure,
Thy willing mind to save.
We look unto the Son,
In whom Thy heart delighted,
Who all Thy will hath done;
And by the one chief treasure
Thy bosom freely gave,
Thine own pure love we measure,
Thy willing mind to save.
2
O God of mercy—Father!
The one unchanging claim,
The brightest hopes, we gather
From Christ’s most precious name:
What always sounds so sweetly
In Thine unwearied ear,
Has freed our souls completely
From all our guilt and fear.
The one unchanging claim,
The brightest hopes, we gather
From Christ’s most precious name:
What always sounds so sweetly
In Thine unwearied ear,
Has freed our souls completely
From all our guilt and fear.
3
The trembling sinner feareth
That God can ne’er forget;
But one full payment cleareth
His memory of all debt.
When nought beside could free us,
Or set our souls at large,
The death of God’s Beloved
Secured a full discharge.
That God can ne’er forget;
But one full payment cleareth
His memory of all debt.
When nought beside could free us,
Or set our souls at large,
The death of God’s Beloved
Secured a full discharge.
4
No wrath God’s heart retaineth
To usward who believe;
No dread in ours remaineth
As we His love receive;
Returning sons He kisses,
And with His robe invests;
His perfect love dismisses
All terror from our breasts.
To usward who believe;
No dread in ours remaineth
As we His love receive;
Returning sons He kisses,
And with His robe invests;
His perfect love dismisses
All terror from our breasts.
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The Church In Worcester, Massachusetts, United States
Such a re-assuring and encouraging entry into the ways of the Father! To realize the depths of his love, for His only begotten and for us to whom He has bestowed on us. How the Father feels, How the Father acts, What the Father desires, What the Father wills, How the Father loves, etc this hymn speaks volumes, and bless us in a most profound way!
Uyo, Nigeria
I thank God for is grace and mercy for family that make us to see this day
Lucena, Quezon, Philippines
"Thy bosom freely gave"
Indeed, He who did not spare His own Son, but delivered Him up for us all, how shall He not also with Him freely give us all things? - Romans 8:32
What a pure love! Praise and thank Him.
Canada
The trembling sinner feareth
That God can ne’er forget;
But one full payment cleareth
His memory of all debt.
When nought beside could free us.
After I’ve sinned or am thinking about a past sin I feel that God can never forget my sin. I feel this way because I can’t forget my sin. Shame makes me feel like everyone is looking at me and judging me for what I’ve done wrong. I also feel like God does this too. This is an amazing song that is changing my mindset already.
Church In Anaheim, California, United States
No wrath God’s heart retaineth
To usward who believe;
No dread in ours remaineth
As we His love receive;
Returning sons He kisses,
And with His robe invests;
His perfect love dismisses
All terror from our breasts.
amen!
Beijing, China
Thank You Father for loving me and freeing my soul completely!
United States
Mary Bowley ( Mrs. John Peters) 1813-1853.
Mary wrote a variety of spiritual hymns. She was born in Cirencester, Gloucester, England, April 17, 1813. She was married around 1830 to John McWilliam Peters who was a Vicar at Langford, Berkshire, England. He died in 1834 and left her a widow at age 21. She wrote words to express her sorrow as this hymn shows:
“Through the love of God our Savior
All will be well;
Free and changeless in his favour,
All is well. ”
In all she wrote 58 hymns and Mr. G. V. Wigram when he compiled “A Few Hymns and Some Spiritual Songs” in 1856 held them in such high esteem that he included 20 of her hymns.
Mary’s early widowhood made her feel more the emptiness of the things of this world:
“We’re pilgrims in the wilderness;
Our dwelling place is a camp. ”
There is no sadness in in these words, but just the opposite, she looked to the time when at He Lord’s return we would meet together with Him. She also wrote a history which is out of print, in which she traced the hand of God in all the great events of the world up to the time when Queen Victoria assumed the throne of England (1837).
She died on July 29, 1856 at the age of 43. Mary penned these lines which later became her experience of going to be with the Lord:
“Unseen we love Thee;
Thy dear name;
But when our eyes behold,
With joyful wonder we’ll exclaim
The half had not been told.
How happy we who know Thy name,
And trust Thy faithful Word! ”
Three of Mary Bowley’s hymns were selected to be part of this hymnal: 42, 71 and 216.