Text: | One who is all unfit to count |
Author: | Narayan Vaman Tilak, 1862 - 1919 |
Translator: | Nicol Macnicol, 1870 - 1952 |
Tune: | WIGTOWN |
1 One who is all unfit to count
As scholar in thy school,
Thou of thy love hast named a friend,
O kindness wonderful!
2 So weak am I, O gracious Lord,
So all unworthy thee,
That even the dust upon thy feet
Outweighs me utterly. A-men.
3 Thou dwellest in unshadowed light,
All sin and shame above,
That thou shouldst bear our sin and shame,
How can I tell such love?
4 Ah, did not he the heavenly throne
A little thing esteem,
And not unworthy for my sake
A mortal body deem?
5 When in his flesh they drove the nails,
Did he not all endure?
What name is there to fit a life
So patient and so pure?
6 So, Love itself in human form
For love of me he came;
I cannot look upon his face
For shame, for bitter shame.
7 If there is aught of worth in me,
It comes from thee alone;
Then keep me safe, for so, O Lord,
Thou keepest but thine own.
Amen.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | One who is all unfit to count |
Translator: | Nicol Macnicol, 1870 - 1952 |
Author: | Narayan Vaman Tilak, 1862 - 1919 |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1958 |
Topic: | The Church Year: Lent; The Life in Christ: Repentance and Faith |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | WIGTOWN |
Meter: | C. M. |
Key: | F Major |