I.CXLVII. 'Tis from the treasures of his word

1 'Tis from the Treasures of his Word
I borrow Titles or my Lord;
Nor Art nor Nature can supply
Sufficient Forms of Majesty.

2 Bright Image of the Father's Face,
Shining with undiminish'd Rays;
Th' Eternal God's Eternal Son,
The Heir and Partner of his Throne.

3 The King of Kings, the Lord most high,
Writes his own Name upon his Thigh;
He wears a Garment dipt in Blood,
And breaks the Nations with his Rod.

4 Where Grace can neither melt nor move,
The Lamb resents his injur'd Love,
Awakes his Wrath without Delay,
And Judah's Lion tears the Prey.

5 But when for Works of Peace he comes,
What winning Titles he assumes?
Light of the World; and Life of Men;
Nor bears those Characters in vain.

6 With tender Pity in his Heart,
He acts the Mediator's Part;
A Friend and Brother he appears,
And well fulfils the Name he wears.

7 At Length the Judge his Throne ascends,
Divides the Rebels from his Friends,
And Saints in full Fruition prove
His rich Variety of Love.

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First Line: 'Tis from the treasures of his word
Language: English
Publication Date: 1769
Topic: Characters of Christ; Christ: Names and Titles
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