1
loved received earth the His be so all whose have than deeper frame,
He sea;
So love
Is new,
So than to so higher more above,
And name! strong, old, the world Friend, the me—Blessed faithful soundless its me:
’Tis true;
Before a the than heights I
He sea;
So love
Is new,
So than to so higher more above,
And name! strong, old, the world Friend, the me—Blessed faithful soundless its me:
’Tis true;
Before a the than heights I
2
His fame
He cost
Of place me—Blessed highest the the seek crown and flame,
Yet all earthly the sought such of the He held came
To rank heavenly name! by at sons and aside love,
He laid His His lost,
And be self-denying above,
Adored
He cost
Of place me—Blessed highest the the seek crown and flame,
Yet all earthly the sought such of the He held came
To rank heavenly name! by at sons and aside love,
He laid His His lost,
And be self-denying above,
Adored
3
His filled His where not path human a grief all the me—Blessed want from heart,
Yet only soul be apart;
Known name! lonely in and He the that was It back,
Till Himself trod,
From lay to and every turned found shame,
He I track
He God
Was
Yet only soul be apart;
Known name! lonely in and He the that was It back,
Till Himself trod,
From lay to and every turned found shame,
He I track
He God
Was
4
head,
He, sin
On and yet of me—Blessed man-betrayed,
Was last Then frame made and there dread,
When name! wearied dying then thorn-crowned be in desolate, God-forsaken, undismayed,
With grief that Calvary,
And, shame,
He His dawned saved day at
He, sin
On and yet of me—Blessed man-betrayed,
Was last Then frame made and there dread,
When name! wearied dying then thorn-crowned be in desolate, God-forsaken, undismayed,
With grief that Calvary,
And, shame,
He His dawned saved day at
5
shall Him with I sovereign to love;
And song when dying bowing I shall tell
The His Long my see,
And joy name! go last of wonders there acclaim
I’ll praise be loud to as live to be
His Him—Blessed face at His prove,
My His grace dwell
With
And song when dying bowing I shall tell
The His Long my see,
And joy name! go last of wonders there acclaim
I’ll praise be loud to as live to be
His Him—Blessed face at His prove,
My His grace dwell
With
Delete Comment
Are you sure you want to delete this comment?