LORD, ACCEPT OUR
FEEBLE SONG
1. Lord, accept our
feeble song!
Pow'r and praise to
Thee belong;
We would all Thy
grace record,
Holy, gracious,
loving Lord!
2. Rich in glory,
Thou didst stoop,
Thence is all Thy people's
hope;
Thou wast poor,
that we might be
Rich in glory,
Lord, with Thee.
3. Wherefore Thou
high heaven didst spurn?
Wherefore Thou to
earth didst turn?
Why leave heav'n to
come to earth
Lonely, scorned,
e'en suff'ring death?
4. Thou in heav'n -
the Glorious One!
Thou on earth, the
Outcast Man!
Though this
suff'ring Thou didst know,
Love would come to
bear our woe.
5. When we think of
love like this,
Joy and shame our
hearts possess;
Joy, that Thou
couldst pity thus;
Shame, for such
returns from us.
6. Yet we hope the
day to see
When from ev'ry
hindrance free,
When to Thee, in
glory, brought,
We shall serve Thee
as we ought.
7. Now, O Lord, we
wait for Thee,
Wait "the
blessed hope" to see.
May we ever for
Thee live,
Till Thy church Thou
dost receive.
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