Theme: Idols destroyed and Jesus loved
Soon as faith the Lord can see
Bleeding on a cross for me,
Quick my idols all depart,
Jesus gets and fills my heart.
None among the sons of men,
None among the heavenly train,
Can with Jesus then compare,
None so sweet, and none so fair!
Then my tongue would fain express
All His love and loveliness;
But I lisp, and falter forth
Broken words, not half His worth.
Vex'd I try and try again,
Still my efforts all are vain:
Living tongues are dumb at best,
We must die to speak of Christ.
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