Hymn 178 — Blest father, infinite in grace,
| 178 | J. N. DARBY (1800-1882) | C.M. |
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Blest father, infinite in grace, Source of eternal joy, Thou lead'st our hearts to that blest place Where rest's without alloy. | |
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There will Thy love find perfect rest, Where all around in bliss, Where all in Thee supremely blest, Thy praise their service is. | |
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Eternal love their portion is, Where love has found its rest; And, filled with Thee, the constant mind Eternally is blest. | |
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There Christ, the centre of the throng, Shall in His glory shine, But not an eye those hosts among But sees His glory Thine. | |
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Thy counsels too in all Thine own, Fulfilled by power divine, Spread wide the glory of Thy throne, Where all in glory shine. | |
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Yet deeper, if a calmer, joy The Father's love shall raise, And every heart find sweet employ In His eternal praise. | |
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Nor is its sweetness now unknown, Well proved in what it's done; Our Father's love with joy we own, Revealed in Christ the Son. | |