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We Saw Thee Not When Thou Didst Come   1 comment

Christ Pantocrator Icon

Above:  Icon of Christ Pantocrator

Scan by Kenneth Randolph Taylor

Hymn Source = Hymns of the Ages for Public and Social Worship (1891), Presbyterian Church in the United States

Text (1851) by John Hampden Gurney (1802-1862)

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We saw Thee not when Thou didst come

To this poor world of sin and death,

No e’er beheld Thy humble home

In that despised Nazareth;

But we believe Thy footsteps trod

Its streets and plains, Thou Son of God.

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We did not see Thee lifted high

When foes were many, friends were few,

Nor heard Thy meek, imploring cry,

“Forgive, they know not what they do:”

Yet we believe, the deed was done,

Which shook the earth and veiled the sun.

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We stood not by the empty tomb

Where once Thy sacred body lay,

Nor sat within that upper room,

Nor met Thee in the open way;

But we believe that angels said,

“Why seek the living with the dead?”

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We did not mark the chosen few,

When Thou didst through the clouds ascend,

First lift to heaven their wondering view,

Then to the earth all prostrate bend;

Yet we believe that mortal eyes

Beheld that journey to the skies.

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And now that Thou dost reign on high,

And thence Thy waiting people bless,

No ray of glory from the sky

Doth shine upon our wilderness;

But we believe Thy faithful word,

And trust in our redeeming Lord.

Blessed Saviour, Thee I Love   2 comments

Blessed Saviour, Thee I Love

Above:  Part of the Text

Image Source = Kenneth Randolph Taylor

Hymn Source = Hymns of the Ages (1891), Presbyterian Church in the United States

Words by George Duffield, Jr. (1818-1888)

http://neatnik2009.wordpress.com/2014/01/21/feast-of-george-duffield-jr-and-samuel-duffield-july-2/

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1.  Blessed Saviour, Thee I love,

All  my other joys above;

All my hopes in Thee abide,

Thou my Hope, and naught beside;

Ever let my glory be,

Only, only, only Thee.

2.  Once again beside the cross,

All my gain I count but loss;

Earthly pleasures fade away;

Clouds they are that hide my day:

Hence, vain shadows! let me see

Jesus, crucified for me.

3.  From beneath thy thorny crown

Trickle drops of cleansing down;

Pardon from Thy pierced hand

Now I take, while here I stand;

Only then I live to Thee,

When Thy wounded side I see.

4.  Blessed Saviour, Thine am I,

Thine to live, and Thine to die;

Height or depth, or earthly power,

Ne’er shall hide my Saviour more;

Ever shall my glory be,

Only, only, only Thee!