O, blessed be the Lord our God above!
Who speaks of Him speaks but a little part
Of all there is to say of His great heart
And for His children, all of His great love.
His wond'rous deeds, no tongue can tell thereof,
And matchless is the grace He can impart.
His majesty is far beyond my art
To tell with tongue, yea, graceful as a dove.
For, lo! indeed, his Son has come to save
Those on the earth; He stood and blocked the gap
As Phinehas and Moses, face to face
With God, for us His life away He gave.
From dreadful sin, from Satan's deadly trap,
Christ saved us from the grave, by His great grace.
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