XLIX | Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.)#L | LI |
Text: | Christ's Commission |
1 Come, happy souls, approach your God,
With new melodious songs;
Come, tender to almighty grace
The tribute of your tongues.
2 So strange, so boundless was the love
That pity'd dying men,
The Father sent his equal Son
To give them life again.
3 Thy hands, my Saviour, were not arm'd
With a revenging rod;
No hard commission to perform
The vengeance of a God.
4 But all was mercy — all was love
And wrath forsook the throne;
When Christ descended from above,
And brought salvation down.
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First Line: | Come, happy souls, approach your God |
Title: | Christ's Commission |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1786 |
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