5 How can it be, thou heavenly King, That thou shouldst us to glory bring? Make slaves the partners of th, throne, Decked with a never- fading crown?
6 Hence our hearts melt, our eyes o'erflow, Our words are lost; nor will we know, Nor will we think of aught beside, " My Lord, my Love is crucified."
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Saviour, the world's and mine, Was ever grief like thine? Thou my pain, my curse hast took, All my sins were laid on thee; Help me, Lord; to thee I look, Draw me, Saviour, after thee.
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3 When, O my God, shall I For thee submit to die? How the mighty debt repay? Rival of thy passion prove? Lead me in thyself, the Way; Melt my hardness into love.
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17 Ah, Lord! enlarge our scanty thought, To know the wonders thou hast wrought; Unloose our stammering tongues, to tell Thy love immense, unsearchable.
2' Tis done! my God hath died; My Love is crucified! Break, this stony heart of mine; Pour, mine eyes, a ceaseless flood; Feel, my soul, the pangs divine; Catch, my heart, the issuing blood!
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8 First- born of many brethren thou! To thee, lo! all our souls we bow: To thee our hearts and hands we give: Thine may we die, thine may we live!
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To love is all my wish,
I only live for this; Grant me, Lord, my heart's desire, There by faith for ever dwell; This I always will require,
Thee, and only thee, to feel.
5 Thy power I pant to prove, Rooted and fixed in love;
Strengthened by thy Spirit's might, Wise to fathom things divine,
What the length, and breadth, and height, What the depth of love like thine.
6 Ah! give me this to know, With all thy saints below; Swells my soul to compass thee, Gasps in thee to live and move; Filled with all the Deity,
All immersed and lost in love!