266. We'll Praise Thee, Glorious Lord

S.M.
by J.N.D., 1881
1
We’ll praise Thee, glorious Lord,
 
Who died to set us free,
 
No earthly songs can joy afford
 
Like heavenly melody.
2
Love, that no suffering stayed,
 
We’ll praise, true love divine;
 
Love that for us atonement made,
 
Love that has made us Thine.
3
Love in Thy lonely life
 
Of sorrow here below;
 
Thy words of grace, with mercy rife,
 
Make grateful praises flow.
4
Love, that on death’s dark vale
 
Its sweetest odors spread,
 
Where sin o’er all seemed to prevail
 
Redemption’s glory shed.
5
And now we see Thee risen,
 
Who once for us hast died,
 
Seated above the highest heaven:
 
The Father’s glorified.
6
Soon wilt Thou take Thy throne,
 
Thy foes Thy footstool made,
 
And take us with Thee for Thine own,
 
In glory love displayed.
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Jesus, we wait for Thee,
 
With Thee to have our part;
 
What can full joy and blessing be
 
But being where Thou art?
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