Hymnal: A Selection of Christian Hymns
Date: 1818
Compiler: Rice Haggard
Publisher/Printer: John Norvell
First Line: Jesus I sing thy matchless grace
Topic: God Perfect
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer:
Meter: CM
Tune:
Hymn Number: 248
Page Number: 235, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsJesus, I sing thy matchless grace,
That calls a worm thy own;
Gives me among thy saints a place
To make thy glories known.
Allied tot hee our vital head,
We act, and grow, and thrive;
From thee divided, each is dead,
When most he seems alive.
Thy saints on earth, and those above,
Here join in sweet accord;
One body all in mutual love,
And thou, our common Lord.
O may my faith each hour derive
Thy Spirit with delight;
While death and hell in vain shall strive
This bond to disunite.
Thou the whole body wilt present
Before thy Father's face;
Nor shall a wrinkle or a spot
Its beauteous form disgrace.