Glory to Thee

- Glory to Thee; Thou Son of God most High,
- all praise to Thee!
- Glory to Thee, enthroned above the sky,
- who died for me;
- high on Thy throne, Thine ear, Lord Jesus bend
- as grateful hearts now to Thyself ascend.
- Deep were Thy sorrows, Lord, when heaven frowned -
- Gethsemane!
- Bloodlike Thy sweat, Lord, falling to the ground
- so heavily;
- dark was the night, but heaven was darker still,
- O Christ my God, is this the Father‟s will?
- Thorns wreathed Thy brow when hanging on the tree,
- man‟s cruelty!
- Why lavish love like this, O Lord, on me?
- Thou lovest me!
- Would that my soul could understand its length,
- its breadth, depth, height, and everlasting strength!
- Thy precious blood was freely shed for me
- on Calvary
- to save me from a lost eternity;
- glory to Thee!
- Nor death, nor hell, nor things below - above
- can sever me from Thy eternal love.
- Like shoreless seas, Thy love can know no bound;
- Thou lovest me!
- Deep, vast, immense, unfathomed, Lord, profound,
- Lord, I love Thee!
- And when above, my crown is at Thy feet,
- I‟ll praise Thee still for Calvary‟s
- mercy seat
Album: English Hymns, Artist: Unknown Artist, Language: English, Viewed: 1966 times