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BEHOLD the amazing gift of love The Father has bestowed On us, the sinful sons of men, To call us sons of God. |
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2 | Concealed as yet this honour lies, By this dark world unknown, A world that knew not, when He came, E’en God’s eternal Son. |
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3 | High is the rank we now possess, But higher we shall rise; Though what we shall hereafter be Is hid from mortal eyes. |
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4 | Our souls, we know, when He appears, Shall bear His image bright; For all His glory, full disclosed, Shall open to our sight. |
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5 | A hope so great and so divine May trials well endure, And purge the soul from sense and sin, As Christ Himself is pure. |
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Scottish Paraphrases, 1781, based on Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 |