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Hymn #88: Thee We Adore, Eternal Word

Hymn #87 Hymn #89


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88 (C.M.) Isaac Watts

Thee we adore, Eternal Word!

The Father's equal Son

By heav'n's obedient hosts adored,

Ere time its course begun.

The first creation has displayed

Thy energy divine;

For not a single thing was made

By other hands than Thine.

But ransomed sinners, with delight,

Sublimer facts survey:

The all-creating Word unites

Himself to dust and clay!

See the Redeemer clothed in flesh,

And ask the reason why;

The answer fills my soul afresh:

To suffer, bleed and die!

Creation's Author now assumes

A creature's humble form;

A man of grief and woe becomes,

To bear reproach and scorn.

The Lord of glory bears the shame

To vile transgressors due;

Justice the Prince of life condemns

To die in anguish too.

God over all, forever blest,

The righteous curse endures;

And thus, to souls with sin distressed,

Eternal bliss ensures.

What wonders in Thy person meet,

My Saviour, all divine!

I fall with rapture at Thy feet,

And would be wholly Thine.

Hymn #87 Hymn #89