Hymn 84 — Lord Jesus, gladly do our lips express
| 84 | T. WILLEY | 10.10.10.10. |
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Lord Jesus, gladly do our lips express Our hearts' deep sense of all Thy worthiness; Thou risen One, the Holy and the True, We give Thee now the praise so justly due. | |
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Thou giv'st us, Lord, once more to taste down here The joy Thy presence brings, its warmth and cheer; With great delight we 'neath Thy shadow rest; Thy fruit is sweet to those Thy love has blest. | |
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Thou wast alone, till like the precious grain In death Thou layest but didst rise again; And in Thy risen life a countless host Are "All of one" with Thee, Thy joy and boast. | |
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We bless Thee, Lord, Thou lov'st to take Thy place Amongst Thine own, who taste Thy boundless grace; 'Tis thus we know Thee as Thou'rt known above In heav'nly glory -- home of perfect love. | |