1 My dear Master Jesus Christ,
For Peace to thee I fly;
In thee Saviour, I am blest
To all Eternity:
Free from Care, and Sin, and Strife,
I rest in my dear Bridegroom's Love;
Ever living in that Life,
Which Jesus lives Above.
2 O! the Heights of Jesu's Grace,
Which I so richly view,
Saviour, in thy lov'd Embrace
Are Blessings ever new:
Blessings, constant as the Day,
Flows from that wounded Heart of thine;
All the force of Words can't say
How glorious, how divine.
3 Lost in Wonder, I adore
The mighty Prince of Life;
Him to praise for evermore,
Be now my only Strife:
That God might not frown on me,
Nor doom my soul to Banishment,
He upon the shameful Tree
To suffer was content.
4 Patient he the Cross endur'd
Did all the Shame despise,
Well he knew and was assur'd,
This bloody Sacrifice
Should his Children all complete
In spotless Truth and Purity;
This the Joy before him set
When he engag'd to die.
5 Here my Sin and Curse was drown'd,
Redemption here obtain'd;
Here the Peace, once lost, and found,
And Life eternal gain'd:
Dead upon the Cross, in him,
Atonement for my Sin I see,
Weeping from each lifeless Limb,
For Enemies, for me.
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First Line: | My dear Master, Jesus Christ |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1776 |