Christ is holy. Ps. 22. 3; Rev. 4. 8; Isa. 6. 3
J. Hart 7.6.8.
1
Jesus, Lord of life and peace,
To thee we lift our voice;
Teach us at thy holiness
To tremble and rejoice.
Sweet and terrible’s thy word;
Thou and thy word are both the same.
Holy, holy, holy Lord,
We love thy holy name.
2
Burning seraphs round thy throne,
Beyond all brightness bright,
Bow their bashful heads, and own
Their own diminished light.
Worthy thou to be adored,
Lord God Almighty, great I AM!
Holy, holy, holy Lord,
We love thy holy name.
3
Saints, in whom thy Spirit dwells,
Pour out their souls to thee;
Each his tale in secret tells,
And sighs to be set free.
Christ admired, themselves abhorred,
They cry with awe, delight, and shame,
Holy, holy, holy Lord,
We love thy holy name.
4
[Men whose hearts admit not fear,
At thy perfections awed,
Use thy name, but not revere
The holy child of God;
These thy kingdom own in word;
Save us from loyalty so lame,
Holy, holy, holy Lord,
We love thy holy name.
5
Just and righteous is our King;
Glorious in holiness;
Though we tremble while we sing,
We would not wish it less.
Souls by whom the truth’s explored
Wonders of mercy best proclaim,
Holy, holy, holy Lord,
We love thy holy name.]
