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Incarnate God! What Tongue Can Tell?

Incarnate God! what tongue can tell

Author: George H. Smyttan
Tune: ROLLAND
Published in 1 hymnal

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1 Incarnate God! what tongue can tell
The mystery of Emmanuel?
What human lyre, what angel choir,
Can sing that marvel passing ken,
The Word made flesh for sinful men?

2 Thine advent, Lord, was pain and shame,
Our world from Satan to reclaim;
Oh, grace unknown, that from Thy throne
Thou cam’st to be despised of those
Thy love would rescue from their woes.

3 A man of sorrows, man of grief—
As if Thou wert the very chief
Of sinners lost, Thou cam’st the Host
O spotless Lamb of God, to be
For man, his soul from death to free.

4 Yes, Thou was wounded, bruised, and torn,
That we might healèd be, and born
To life again, and saved from pain;
And yet from Thee we hid our face,
Who came from guilt to cleanse our race.

5 When, Jesu, Thou shalt come once more,
Not poor and lowly as of yore,
But clothed in light, and full of might,
More glorious than ten thousand days,
With angels pealing forth Thy praise.

6 The clouds of Heaven Thy chariot-throne,
And crowned with majesty Thine own,
Grant I may stand on Thy right hand,
A sinner, yet absolved by Thee,
And worthy made Thy face to see.

7 With eager eyes and longing heart
Thy Church would see Thee as Thou art;
Oh, hear her cry, her lone-lorn sigh,
And hasten, Lord, the promised hour,
When she will reach her bridal bower.

Source: The Cyber Hymnal #10676

Author: George H. Smyttan

George Hunt Smyttan studied at Corpus Christi College, Cambridge, and graduated B.A. 1845. He was ordained Deacon in 1848, Priest in 1849, and appointed Rector of Hawksworth in 1850. He has published some small volumes of poetry. --Annotations of the Hymnal, Charles Hutchins, M.A., 1872… Go to person page >

Text Information

First Line: Incarnate God! what tongue can tell
Title: Incarnate God! What Tongue Can Tell?
Author: George H. Smyttan
Meter: 8.8.8.8.8
Source: Lyra Messianica by Orby Shipley (London: Longman, Green, Longman, roberts & Green, 1864)
Language: English
Copyright: Public Domain

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The Cyber Hymnal #10676
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