167. Thy Love We Own, Lord Jesus

7,7,8,7.
by Yerbury
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Thy love we own, Lord Jesus;
 
In service unremitting,
 
Within the veil Thou dost prevail,
 
Each soul for worship fitting:
 
Encompassed here with failure,
 
Each earthly refuge fails us;
 
Without, within, in strife with sin—
 
Thy name alone avails us.
“Now before the feast of the passover, when Jesus knew that his hour was come that he should depart out of this world unto the Father, having loved his own which were in the world, he loved them unto the end.” (John 13:1)
“He riseth from supper, and laid aside his garments; and took a towel, and girded himself. After that he poureth water into a bason, and began to wash the disciples' feet, and to wipe them with the towel wherewith he was girded.” (John 13:4-5)
“Wherefore he is able also to save them to the uttermost that come unto God by him, seeing he ever liveth to make intercession for them.” (Hebrews 7:25)
“Having therefore, brethren, boldness to enter into the holiest by the blood of Jesus. By a new and living way, which he hath consecrated for us, through the veil, that is to say, his flesh. And having an high priest over the house of God. Let us draw near with a true heart in full assurance of faith, having our hearts sprinkled from an evil conscience, and our bodies washed with pure water.” (Hebrews 10:19-22)
“I looked on my right hand, and beheld, but there was no man that would know me: refuge failed me; no man cared for my soul.” (Psalm 142:4)
“For, when we were come into Macedonia, our flesh had no rest, but we were troubled on every side; without were fightings, within were fears.” (2 Corinthians 7:5)
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Thy love we own, Lord Jesus;
 
For though Thy toils are ended,
 
Thy tender heart doth take its part
 
With those Thy grace befriended.
 
Thy sympathy, how precious!
 
Thou succorest in sorrow,
 
And bidst us cheer, while pilgrims here,
 
And haste the hopeful morrow.
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Thy love we own, Lord Jesus:
 
Thy way is traced before Thee:
 
Thou wilt descend, and we ascend,
 
To meet in heavenly glory:
 
Soon shall the blissful morning
 
Call forth Thy saints to meet Thee;
 
Our only Lord, alone adored,
 
With gladness then we'll greet Thee.
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Thy love we own, Lord Jesus;
 
And wait to see Thy glory,
 
To know as known, and fully own
 
Thy perfect grace before Thee:
 
We plead Thy parting promise,
 
Come, Saviour, to release us,
 
Then endless praise our lips shall raise,
 
For love like Thine, Lord Jesus.
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