Hymn 122 - "Blest Lord, Thy love's unbounded,"


Blest Lord, Thy love's unbounded,

So full, so

vast, so free!

Our thoughts are all transported

Whene'er we think of Thee:

For us Thou cam'st from heaven,

For us Thou, Lord, didst die,

That, purchased and forgiven,

We might ascend on high.



But O the hope of being

For ever with Thee, Lord,

The joyful hope of seeing

Thy face for us so marred!

It fills our hearts with comfort,

It fills our lips with praise,

So that amidst our sorrow

A joyful song we raise.




O Lamb of God, we thank Thee,

We bless Thy holy Name

For love that made Thee willing

To bear our sin and shame.

And now Thy love is waiting

Thy saints like Thee to raise;

Firstborn of many brethren,

To Thee we give our praise!




O by Thy love constrain us,

And fix our hearts on Thee;

Let nothing henceforth pain us,

But that which paineth Thee;

Our joy, our blest endeavour,

Through suff'ring, conflict, shame,

To serve Thee, gracious Saviour,

And magnify Thy Name.