Join all the glorious names

Of wisdom, love and power.

That mortals ever knew,

That angels ever bore:

All are too mean to speak His

worth,

Too mean to set my Saviour forth.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Great Prophet of my God,

My tongue would bless Thy name;

By Thee the joyful news

Of our salvation came:

The joyful news of sins forgiven,

Of hell sub-dued, and peace with heaven.

 

 

 

 

Jesus, my great High Priest,

Offered His blood and died;

My guilty conscience seeks

No sacrifice beside:

His powerful blood did once atone

And now it pleads before the throne.

 

 

 

 

 

 

My dear Almighty Lord

My Conqueror and my King!

Thy matchless power and love,

Thy saving grace, I sing:

Thine is the power oh, may I sit

In willing bonds beneath Thy

feet.

 

 

 

Then let my soul arise,

And tread the tempter down;

My Captain leads me forth

To conquest and a crown.

The feeblest saint shall win the day,

Though death and hell obstruct the way.