196. Come Let Us Sing the Matchless Worth
8,8,6, bis.
by S. Medley
Come let us sing the matchless worth,
And sweetly sound the glories forth
Which in the Savior shine:
To God and Christ our praises bring:
The song with which high heaven will ring,
"Praises for grace divine."
“For it pleased the Father that in him should all fulness dwell.” (Colossians 1:19)
“In whom are hid all the treasures of wisdom and knowledge.” (Colossians 2:3)
How rich the precious blood He spilt,
Our ransom from the dreadful guilt
How perfect is the righteousness,
In which unspotted, beauteous dress
His saints have ever stood!
“But with the precious blood of Christ, as of a lamb without blemish and without spot.” (1 Peter 1:19)
“Who gave himself a ransom for all, to be testified in due time.” (1 Timothy 2:6)
“For even the Son of man came not to be ministered unto, but to minister, and to give his life a ransom for many.” (Mark 10:45)
How rich the character He bears,
And all the form of love He wears,
In songs of sweet, untiring praise,
We e’er would sing His perfect ways,
And make His glories known.
And soon the happy day shall come,
When we shall reach our destined home,
And see Him face to face;
Then with our Savior, Lord and Friend,
The one unbroken day we’ll spend
In singing still His grace.
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