THE FACE OF JESUS CHRIST

A. J. Gaskin

Thy face, O Lord, was full of grace,

Tenderness, pity for a race

Ravaged by sin, by Satan bound.

Who Thee a blest Deliverer found.

Thy heart was by compassion moved,

Thy healing hand stretched out in love.

That face shone brightly as the sun

In majesty before Thine own,

Filling the holy mount with light,

Thy visage changed, Thy garments white;

With joy the Father’s voice could own,

‘This is My well beloved Son’.

And yet Thou didst not hide Thy face

From shame and spitting; in Thy grace

Thou didst endure man’s bitter scorn,

Thy visage marred by blows and torn

By thorns with which Thy brow was crowned;

Of those to whom Thou cam’st, disowned.

But now as risen, Lord, we see

Such living traits shine forth in Thee;

Thy face is seen in radiant light

Th’effulgence of God’s glory bright,

Th’expression of His substance, Lord;

Worthy art Thou to be adored.

Jesus, we long to see Thy face,

No longer dimly through a glass,

But face to face, to know as we

Are known and in reality

To see Thee as Thou art; come then,

As Thou hast promised, Lord. Amen.

Aberdeen.

Published by F. C. Mutton, 22 Christchurch Road, Ilford, Essex, IG1 4QY, England Printed by C. Ellis, Billericay, Essex, England