Hymnal: The Christian Hymn-Book
Date: 1829
Compiler: B W Stone and T Adams
Publisher/Printer: N L Finnell
First Line: The wond'ring world inquires to know
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
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Meter: CM
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Hymn Number: 312
Page Number: 339, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsThe wond'ring world inquires to know
Why I should love my Jesus so:
What are his charms, say they, above
The objects of a mortal's love?
All human beauties, all divine,
In my beloved meet and shine,
The fairest of ten thousand fairs,
A sun amongst ten thousand stars.
His head the finest gold excels;
There wisdom in perfection dwells,
And glory like a crown adorns
Those temples once beset with thorns.
Compassions in his breast are found,
Close by the signals of his wound:
His sacred side no more shall bear
The cruel scourge, the piercing spear.
His hands are fairer to behold,
Than diamonds set in rings of gold;
Those heav'nly hands, on that tree,
Were nail'd, and torn, and bled for me.
His eyes are majesty and love,
The eagle temper'd with the dove:
No more shall trickling sorrows roll
Through those dear windows of his soul.
His mouth, that pour'd out long complaints,
Now smiles, and cheers his fainting saints;
His countenance more grateful is
Than Lebanon with all its trees.
All over glorious is my Lord,
Must be belov'd and yet ador'd;
His worth if all the nations knew,
Sure the whole earth would love him too.