Hymnal: A Selection of Christian Hymns
Date: 1818
Compiler: Rice Haggard
Publisher/Printer: John Norvell
First Line: O Jesus who can tell his love
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Hymn Number: 347
Page Number: 336, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsO Jesus! who can tell his love?
To earth he comes from heav'n above,
His tender heart beholds our race,
Sold under sin, devoid of grace.
To shew us God he lives and dies,
An offering and a sacrifice,
Sinners behold him on the tree,
Thence virtue flows to set them free.
God dwells in him--his only Son,
Who knows no change, his name is one,
His name is love; the cause I see
Why Jesus bleeds and dies for me.
When in my blood I heard him cry,
The Soul that sinneth it shall die
Turn now, behold my life I give!
A ransom that your soul may live.
Look unto me, be sav'd from sin,
How dare I look, vile and unclean?
My sins are great, my thoughts are vain,
O! how shall I a pardon gain.
You're poor, he says, what can you give?
If you were rich, I can't receive,
All things are mine, I freely give;
Dear sinner only look and live.
Your sin I hate, your soul I love,
My faithfulness and mercy prove,
Receive my grace, no more delay,
Now is the time, O come away.
My heart is won by love so free;
My sins are gone, where can they be?
Such grace, such mercy, and such bliss,
A thousand tongues cannot express.