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Hymn #134: Ere The Blue Heav'Ns Were Stretch'D Abroad

Hymn #133 Hymn #135

Christ

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134 (L.M.) Isaac Watts

Ere the blue heav'ns were stretch'd abroad

From everlasting was the Word;

With God He was, the Word was God,

And must divinely be adored.

By His own pow'r were all things made,

By Him supported all things stand;

He is the whole creation's Head,

And angels fly at His command.

Ere sin was born, or Adam fell,

He led the host of morning stars;

Thy generation who call tell,

Or count the number of Thy years?

But lo, He leaves those heav'nly forms!

The Word descends and dwells in clay,

That He may hold converse with worms,

Dressed in such feeble flesh as they.

Mortals, with joy behold His face,

Th'eternal Father's first-born Son;

How full of truth! how full of grace!

When through His flesh the Godhead shone.

Bright angels leave their high abode.

To learn new myst'ries here, and tell

The love of our descending God,

The glories of Immanuel.

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