Old-Line Primitive Baptist Hymn and Tune Book

126 (L.M.) Isaac Watts

Jesus, our Saviour and our God,

Arrayed in majesty and blood;

Thou art our life; our souls in Thee

Possess a full felicity.

All our immortal hopes are laid

In Thee, our Surety and our Head;

Thy cross, Thy cradle, and Thy throne,

Are big with glories yet unknown.

Let atheists scoff and Jews blaspheme

Th'eternal life and Jesus' name;

A word of Thy almighty breath

Dooms the rebellious world to death.

But let my soul forever lie

Beneath the blessings of Thine eye;

'Tis heav'n on earth, 'tis heav'n above,

To see Thy face and taste Thy love.