478. Saviour, though the world despised Thee

1 Saviour, though the world despised Thee,
All God's angels to Thee bow;
And the Father's glory raised Thee,
When man's hatred laid Thee low;
Lord of glory, Blessed evermore art Thou,
Lord of glory, Blessed evermore art Thou.

2 In that hour of shame unbounded,
When Thine own in terror fled,
When God's plans seemed all confounded
In Thee on the tree seen dead,
Then, blest Saviour, Was the great atonement made.
Then, blest Saviour, Was the great atonement made.

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First Line: Saviour, though the world despised Thee
Language: English
Publication Date: 1987
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