235. We'll Praise Thee, Glorious Lord

S.M.
by J.N. Darby, 1881
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We’ll praise Thee, glorious Lord,
 
Who died to set us free,
 
No earthly songs can joy afford
 
Like heavenly melody.
“Christ hath redeemed us from the curse of the law, being made a curse for us: for it is written, Cursed is every one that hangeth on a tree.” (Galatians 3:13)
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Love, that no suffering stayed,
 
We’ll praise, true love divine;
 
Love that for us atonement made,
 
Love that has made us Thine.
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Love in Thy lonely life
 
Of sorrow here below;
 
Thy words of grace, with mercy rife,
 
Make grateful praises flow.
“I have trodden the winepress alone; and of the people there was none with me: for I will tread them in mine anger, and trample them in my fury; and their blood shall be sprinkled upon my garments, and I will stain all my raiment.” (Isaiah 63:3)
“He is despised and rejected of men; a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief: and we hid as it were our faces from him; he was despised, and we esteemed him not.” (Isaiah 53:3)
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Love, that on death’s dark vale
 
Its sweetest odors spread,
 
Where sin o’er all seemed to prevail
 
Redemption’s glory shed.
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And now we see Thee risen,
 
Who once for us hast died,
 
Seated above the highest heav’n:
 
The Father’s glorified.
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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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