XXVIa. The Loveliness of a suffering JESUS

1 Thou art all Love, my dearest Lord,
Thou art all lovely too;
Thy Love I at they Table taste,
Thy Loveliness I view.
But Thou more lovely art to me
For all that thou hast born:
Each cloud set off thy Lustre more;
Thee all thy Scars adorn.

2 Thy Garments tintur'd with the Blood,
The best and noblest dye,
Out-shine the robes that Princes wear;
thy Thorns their Gems out vie.
That I may be all Love to thee,
And lovely like thee too,
O cleanse me with thy precious Blood,
And me thy Beauty shew.

3 My former Vows I now renew
O Lord, as thou art mine,
I freely give my Heart to thee,
For ever I'll be thine.

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First Line: Thou art all love, my dearest Lord
Title: The Loveliness of a suffering JESUS
Language: English
Publication Date: 1758
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