1 Father, I sing thy wond'rous grace,
I bless my Saviour's name,
He bought salvation for the poor,
And bore the sinner's shame.
2 His deep distress has rais'd us high;
His duty and his zeal
Fulfill'd the law which mortals broke,
And finish'd all thy will.
3 His dying groans, his living songs,
Shall better please my GOD
Than harp or trumpet's solemn sound,
Than goat's or bullock's blood.
4 This shall his humble followers see,
And set their hearts at rest;
They by his death draw near to thee,
And live forever blest.
5 Let heav'n and all that dwell on high,
To GOD their voices raise,
While lands and seas assist the sky,
And join t' advance thy praise.
6 Zion is thine, most holy GOD,
Thy Son shall bless her gates;
And glory purchas'd by his blood
For thy own Isr'el waits.
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First Line: | Father, I sing thy wond'rous grace |
Title: | CHRIST's Obedience and Death; or, GOD glorified, and Sinners saved |
Meter: | Common Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1780 |
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