Lamb of God! Our souls adore Thee
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8.7.8.7.D 1 Lamb of God! Our souls adore Thee While upon Thy face we gaze; There the Father’s love and glory Shine in all their brightest rays. Thine almighty power and wisdom All creation’s work proclaim; Heaven and earth alike confess Thee As the ever great I AM. 2 Lamb of God! Thy father’s bosom Ever was Thy dwelling-place; His delight, in Him rejoicing, One with Him in power and grace; O what wondrous love and mercy! Thou didst lay Thy glory by, And for us didst come from heaven As the Lamb of God, to die. 3 Lamb of God! when we behold Thee Lowly in the manger laid; Wand’ring as a homeless stranger In the world Thy hands had made; When we see Thee in the garden, In Thine agony of blood; At Thy grace we are confounded, Holy, spotless Lamb of God. 4 When we see Thee, as the Victim, Bound to the accursed tree, For our guilt and folly stricken, All our judgement borne by Thee, Lord, we own, with hearts adoring, Thous hast loved us unto blood. Glory, glory everlasting, Be to Thee, Thou Lamb of God! Mrs. Thompson