Love To Christ, Perfection Appreciated
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John Austin·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Bless’d be thy love, dear Lord!
That taught us this sweet way,
Only to love thee for thyself,
And for that love obey.
Verse 2
Oh, thou, our soul’s chief Hope!
We to thy mercy fly;
Where’er we are, thou canst protect,
Whate’er we need, supply.
Verse 3
Whether we sleep or wake,
To thee we both resign;
By night we see, as well as day,
If thy light on us shine.
Verse 4
Whether we live or die,
Both we submit to thee;
In death we live, as well as life,
If thine in death we be.
John Austin, “Bless'd Be Thy Love, Dear Lord!”
Samuel Medley·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Oh, could I speak the matchless worth,
Oh! could I sound the glories forth,
Which in my Savior shine!
I’d soar and touch the heav’nly strings,
And vie with Gabriel while he sings,
In notes almost divine.
Verse 2
I’d sing the precious blood he spilt,
My ransom from the dreadful guilt,
Of sin and wrath divine;
I’d sing his glorious righteousness,
In which all-perfect heav’nly dress
My soul shall ever shine.
Verse 3
I’d sing the characters he bears,
And all the forms of love he wears,
Exalted on his throne;
In loftiest songs of sweetest praise,
I would to everlasting days,
Make all his glories known.
Verse 4
Well--the delightful day will come,
When he, dear Lord! will bring me home,
And I shall see his face:
There, with my Savior, brother, friend,
A blessed eternity I’ll spend,
Triumphant in his grace.
Samuel Medley, “Oh, Could I Speak the Matchless Worth”