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JESUS, commissioned from above, Descends to us below, And shows from Whom the springs of love In endless mercy flow. |
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2 | He, Whom the boundless Heaven adores, Whom angels long to see, Departed from those blissful shores, Ambassador to me! |
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3 | To me, who never sought His grace, Who mocked His sacred Word: Who never knew or loved His face, But all His will abhorred. |
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4 | To me, who could not even praise When His kind heart I knew, But sought a thousand devious ways Rather than find the true. |
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5 | Yet this redeeming Saviour came So vile a worm to bless; And took with gladness all my blame, And gave His righteousness. |
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6 | O, that my listless heart might glow With ardour all divine! And, for more love than seraphs know, Like burning seraphs shine! |
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Ambrose Serle, 1742-1812 |