Versos English Andrew Gray An HYMN of Praise to the glorious REDEEMER

English poem

An HYMN of Praise to the glorious REDEEMER

by (1847–1925)

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Thou lovely art my dearest Lord, And art ador'd by all above, Who sing the Glories of thy Name, And Wonders of redeeming Love. There's none in Heav'n that can compare, There's none or Earth like to our King To thee our blessed dearest Lord, A tribute now of Thanks we bring. My dearest Lord, What's here on Earth? My lovely Christ, What's there in Heav'n? But what thy blessed Word hath made, And boundless Mercy freely giv'n. If all the Universe should count, And Figures joyn till Time should End, They could not set the Glories forth, Of my sweet Jesus, my dear Friend. To Father, Son and Holy Ghost, The great Eternal God of Host, Be Honour, Praise and Glory giv'n, By all on Earth, and all in Heav'n.