I.L. Jesus, how glorious is thy Grace!

1 Jesus, how glorious is thy Grace!
How excellent thy Name!
Unclouded Heavens in thy Face,
Thou venerable Lamb.

2 Tho' thou wast rich in Angel's Songs,
Thou willingly was born
To feel the Rage of mortal Tongues,
Their Ridicule and Scorn.

3 Tho' thou wast rich in Pow'r supreme,
Yet didst thou condescend,
From Worms of Earth to suffer Shame,
And Insults from the Fiend.

4 Tho' thou was rich in Righteousness,
Divinely pure within;
Yet didst thou feel Hell's deep Distress,
When made our curse and Sin.

5 Tho' thou wast infinitely high
And rich, yet didst thou take
The deepest Shame and Poverty,
And for the Sinner's sake:

6 That, thro' thy Poverty and Loss,
We might be rich and blest;
And, by the Labours of thy Cross,
Might gain eternal Rest.

7 Inrich'd by all thy Loss and Smart,
Thy Heav'n's on man bestow'd;
Witness'd, when from thy bleeding Heart
The Blood and Water flow'd.

8 Our dearest Lord, we bless thy Grace,
Thy wond'rous Love admire;
To see the Beauties of thy Face,
May all the World desire.

9 Live Jesus, live for-ever more,
Whilst all the Sons of God
Thy glorious Person shall adore,
And bless thy Grace and Blood.

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First Line: Jesus, how glorious is thy Grace!
Language: English
Publication Date: 1776
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