Hymn 268 — O Lord, Thy face was set,
| 268 | L. G. MILNER | 6.4.6.4.6.6.6.4. |
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O Lord, Thy face was set, Set steadfastly, Till God's full claims should yet Accomplished be. Where men God's rights withheld, Thine offering excelled: What odours choice He smelled, So rich in Thee! | |
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Yet onward still to go, On to the cross; Drink deep that cup of woe, Of grief and loss. All from Thee then did flee, And on th'accursed tree God hid His face from thee, Truly alone! | |
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Blessed and glorious Man, Thy lowly stoop Compassed God's wondrous plan -- Redemption's scope. All that God's holy mind Has sought in man to find, All that His love designed, Secured by Thee! | |