1 Father, we Thy children bless Thee
For Thy love on us bestowed;
As our Father we address Thee,
Called to be the sons of God.
Wondrous was Thy love in giving
Jesus for our sins to die;
Wondrous was His grace in leaving
For our sakes, the heav'ns on high.
2 Now the sprinkled blood has freed us,
Hast'ning onward to our rest,
Through the desert Thou dost lead us,
With Thy constant favour blest;
By Thy truth and Spirit guiding,
Earnest He of what's to come,
And, with daily strength providing,
Thou dost lead Thy children home.
3 Though our pilgrimage be dreary,
This is not our resting place;
Shall we of the way be weary
When we see our Master's face?
No: e'en now anticipating,
In this hope our souls rejoice,
And His promised advent waiting,
Soon shall hear His welcome voice.
Tregelles, Samuel Prideaux, LL.D., born of a Quaker, was born at Wodehouse Place, Falmouth, Cornwall, Jan. 20 (sometimes dated Jan. 30), 1813, and educated at the Falmouth Grammar School. From 1838 to 1844, he was employed in the Neath Abbey Iron Works. In 1836 he became a private tutor in Falmouth. His deep interest in biblical studies developed in an earnest desire to produce the most perfect edition of the Greek Testament it was possible to publish. The first specimens of his work were published in 1838, and the first instalments of his task for public use, in 1844. His Greek Testament thus begun was published in parts, Pt. vi. appearing in 1872. The work was hindered by his two attacks of paralysis (1861 and 1870); and the Prolegomena h… Go to person page >
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