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| Still, O My Soul, Prolong |
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Hymn to Christ Still, O my soul, prolong The never-ceasing song! Christ my theme, my hope, my joy; His be all my happy days, Praise my every hour employ, Every breath be spent in praise. His would I wholly be Who lived and died for me: Grief was all His life below, Pain and poverty and loss: Mine the sins that bruised Him so, Scourged and nail’d Him to the cross. He bore the curse of all, A spotless criminal: Burden’d with a world of guilt, Blacken’d with imputed sin, Man to save His blood He spilt, Died, to make the sinner clean. Join, earth and heaven, to bless The –Lord our righteousness!- Mystery of redemption this, This the Saviour’s strange design, Man’s offence was counted His, Ours is righteousness Divine. Far as our parent’s fall The gift is come to all: Sinn’d we all, and died in one? Just in One we all are made; Christ the law fulfill’d alone, Died for all, for all obey’d. In Him complete we shine; His death, His life is mine. Fully am I justified, Free from sin, and more than free; Guiltless, since for me He died, Righteous, since He lived for me! Jesu! to Thee I bow, Saved to the utmost now. O the depth of love Divine! Who Thy wisdom’s stores can tell? Knowledge infinite is Thine, All Thy ways unsearchable! |