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1 Lord Jesus, how our souls adore
That perfect love of Thine!
We'd sing its sweetness o'er and o'er,
Immeasurable, divine.
2 We think of Thee, God's blessed Son,
Whom heav'nly hosts obeyed,
Girding Thyself to serve Thine own,
And like a bondman made.
3 What deep affections moved Thee here,
As Thou didst seek Thy bride,
Joy of Thine heart, to Thee how dear!
Love could not be denied.
4 Thou gavest all that love could give,
The goodly pearl to gain;
Thou gav'st Thy life that we might live,
And Thou Thy bride obtain.
5 Frit of that wondrous love of Thine,
We praise, we worship Thee;
Thy love unsearchable, divine,
Our endless song shall be.
| Text Information | |
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| First Line: | Lord Jesus, how our souls adore |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1987 |
| Tune Information | |
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| Name: | [Lord Jesus, how our souls adore] |
| Meter: | C. M. |