Hymn 1:61 [Now To The Lord That Makes Us Know]

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Title:     Hymn 1:61 [Now To The Lord That Makes Us Know]
Author: Isaac Watts [More Titles by Watts]

Christ our high Priest and King, and Christ coming
to judgment, Rev. 1. 5 6 7.

Now to the Lord that makes us know
The wonders of his dying love,
Be humble honours paid below,
And strains of nobler praise above.

'Twas he that cleans'd our foulest sins,
And wash'd us in his richest blood;
'Tis he that makes us priests and kings,
And brings us rebels near to God.

To Jesus our atoning priest,
To Jesus our superior king,
Be everlasting power confess'd,
And every tongue his glory sing.

Behold, on flying clouds he comes,
And every eye shall see him move;
Tho' with our sins we pierc'd him once,
Then he displays his pardoning love.

The unbelieving world shall wail
While we rejoice to see the day:
Come, Lord; nor let thy promise fail,
Nor let thy chariots long delay.

[The end]
Isaac Watts's poem: Hymn 1:61 [Now To The Lord That Makes Us Know]

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