O What matchless condescension
The eternal God displays,
Claiming our supreme attention
To His boundless works and ways;
His own glory
He reveals in gospel days.
In the Person of the Saviour
All His majesty is seen,
Love and justice shine forever;
And without a veil between,
We approach Him,
And rejoice in His dear Name.
Would we view His highest glory,
Here it shines in Jesus' face;
Sing and tell the pleasing story,
O ye sinners saved by grace;
And with pleasure,
Bid the guilty Him embrace.
In His highest work, redemption,
See His glory in a blaze;
Nor can angels ever mention
Aught that more of God displays.
Grace and justice
Here unite to endless days.
True, 'tis sweet and solemn pleasure,
God to view in Christ the Lord;
Here He smiles, and smiles for ever;
May my soul His Name record
Praise and bless Him,
And His wonders spread abroad.
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