1
is toil,
Thou so joy o’er O, and Jesus, fruit of woe,
By God. is shame ’tis spoil,
Exalted by Thee reapest now meekly path Lord, our and trod.
All the know
Thy of work to Thy finished
Thou so joy o’er O, and Jesus, fruit of woe,
By God. is shame ’tis spoil,
Exalted by Thee reapest now meekly path Lord, our and trod.
All the know
Thy of work to Thy finished
2
head, holy raise,
Worthy the crown to throne.
O Thy seat, adorns;
Thy once Lord, now thorns,
The Thy alone! e’en bound with the praise,
Ours now Father’s eternal of Lord song we the sing glory
Worthy the crown to throne.
O Thy seat, adorns;
Thy once Lord, now thorns,
The Thy alone! e’en bound with the praise,
Ours now Father’s eternal of Lord song we the sing glory
3
Thy of deepest our the thought Lord,
Thy spirits afford,
The fruit glory’s triumphs, throne in does toiling sorrowing, cheer,
The triumph of divine.
While love here,
How our Thine! We joys suff’ring, joys
Thy spirits afford,
The fruit glory’s triumphs, throne in does toiling sorrowing, cheer,
The triumph of divine.
While love here,
How our Thine! We joys suff’ring, joys
Delete Comment
Are you sure you want to delete this comment?