The Wonders of Redeeming Love. Ps. 130. 7
J. Hart L.M.
1
How wondrous are the works of God,
Displayed through all the world abroad!
Immensely great! immensely small!
Yet one strange work exceeds them all!
2
[He formed the sun, fair fount of light;
The moon and stars, to rule the night;
But night and stars, and moon and sun,
Are little works compared with one.]
3
[He rolled the seas and spread the skies,
Made valleys sink and mountains rise;
The meadows clothed with native green,
And bade the rivers glide between.
4
But what are seas, or skies, or hills,
Or verdant vales, or gliding rills,
To wonders man was born to prove –
The wonders of redeeming love?]
5
’Tis far beyond what words express,
What saints can feel or angels guess;
Angels, that hymn the great I AM,
Fall down and veil before the Lamb.
6
The highest heavens are short of this;
’Tis deeper than the vast abyss;
’Tis more than thought can e’er conceive,
Or hope expect, or faith believe.
7
Almighty God sighed human breath!
The Lord of life experienced death!
How it was done we can’t discuss,
But this we know, ’twas done for us.
8
Blest with this faith, then let us raise
Our hearts in love, our voice in praise;
All things to us must work for good,
For whom the Lamb has shed his blood.
9
[Trials may press of every sort;
They may be sore, they must be short;
We now believe, but soon shall view,
The greatest glories God can show.]
