235. We'll Praise Thee, Glorious Lord
S.M.
by J.N. Darby, 1881
We’ll praise Thee, glorious Lord,
No earthly songs can joy afford
“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.
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)
Love, that on death’s dark vale
Its sweetest odors spread,
Where sin o’er all seemed to prevail
And now we see Thee risen,
Who once for us hast died,
Seated above the highest heav’n:
Soon wilt Thou take Thy throne,
Thy foes Thy footstool made,
And take us with Thee for Thine own,
With Thee to have our part;
What can full joy and blessing be
But being where Thou art?
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