Hymn 137 — We praise Thee, Lord, blest source of deepest joy,
| 137 | J. N. DARBY (1800-1882) | 10.10.10.10. |
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We praise Thee, Lord, blest source of deepest joy, Responsive to Thy voice of holy love; Thou living spring of bliss without alloy, Bright inlet to the light of heav'n above! | |
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We praise Thee, Lord, for in Thy blessed face God's glory shines for us without a veil; And now Thou leadest us in righteous grace To that blest place where praises never fail. | |
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We live of Thee, we've heard Thy quick'ning voice Speaking of love beyond all human thought -- Thy Father's love, in which we now rejoice, As those in spirit to Thy Father brought. | |
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Thou hast made known the father, whom we've seen In Thy blest Person -- infinite delight! Yea, it suffices, though we here but glean Some foretaste of His love, till all be light. | |