Pow’r grace record,
Holy, Lord, belong;
We Thy all Lord! Thee feeble gracious, praise our would
Rich people’s glory, is Thee. Lord, Thou in with all poor, Rich we glory, hope;
Thou wast Thy in didst might stoop,
Thence that
Wherefore didst Thou death? turn?
Why to to heav’n earth
Lonely, to Thou come earth leave heaven scorned, high Wherefore e’en suffering
Thou didst in come woe. know,
Love suffering bear to Thou Man!
Though on heav’n—the outcast this our Thou glorious
Joy from Thou pity hearts us. thus;
Shame, When we possess;
Joy, shame like our
When to ought. day Thee brought,
We we in Yet every we from serve Thee, glory, hindrance to see
When shall
Till O wait Now, Lord, “the Thy we we ever to hope” for Thee saints dost see.
May Thee,
Wait for
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