O Thou Who at Thy Creature’s Bar

O Thou who at Thy crea­ture’s bar

Thy glo­ri­ous God­head didst de­clare

A true and good con­fess­ion make;

Come in Thy Spir­it from ab­ove

And arm me with Thy faith­ful love

For Thy own truth and mer­cy’s sake.

Called forth by Thee Thou know’st I am

Thy truth and mer­cy to pro­claim

Thy God­head

and eter­nal pow­er

The man whom God His fel­low owns

Whom an­gel-pow­ers

do­min­ions

thrones

Through all eter­ni­ty ad­ore.

Thee

high en­throned ab­ove all height

Thee God of God

and Light of Light

I come un­daunt­ed to con­fess

With God es­sen­tial­ly the same

JEHOVAH

JAH

the great I AM

The Lord of Hosts

the Prince of Peace.

The sov­er­eign

ev­er­last­ing Lord

The glo­ri­ous

un­be­gin­ning Word

The Son of God

the Son of Man

God over Heav­en and earth su­preme

Made flesh Thy crea­ture to re­deem

For me in­car­nat­ed

and slain.

Slain for a sin­ful world

and me

Our sure­ty hung up­on the tree;

Thy body bore our guil­ty load:

My Lamb for sin an of­fer­ing made

The debt of all man­kind hath paid

And bought

and sprin­kled us with blood.

That blood ap­plied by faith I feel

And come its heal­ing pow­er to tell

Through which I know my sins for­giv­en

A wit­ness I

that all may find

The peace de­served for all man­kind

And walk with God

my God

to Heav­en.

I come to tes­ti­fy the grace

My Lord ob­tained for all our race

Enough ten thou­sand worlds to save;

Salvation is in Je­su’s name

Which ev­ery soul of man may claim

And all that seek the grace

shall have.

Salvation from the pow­er of sin

Salvation from the root with­in

Salvation into per­fect love

(Thy grace to all hath brought it near)

An ut­ter­most sal­va­tion here

Salvation up to Heav­en ab­ove.

Thy pow­er and sav­ing grace to show

A war­fare at Thy charge I go

Strong in the Lord

and Thy great might

Gladly take up the hal­lowed cross

And suf­fering all things for Thy cause

Beneath that bloody bann­er fight.

A spec­ta­cle to fiends and men

To all their fierce or cool dis­dain

With calm­est pi­ty I sub­mit;

Determined naught to know be­side

My Je­sus

and Him cru­ci­fied

I tread the world be­neath my feet.

Superior to their smile

or frown

On all their goods my soul looks down

Their plea­sures

wealth

and pomp

and state:

The man that dares their god des­pise

The Christ­ian

he alone is wise!

The Christ­ian

he alone is great!

O God

let all my life de­clare

How hap­py all Thy serv­ants are

How far above these earth­ly things

How pure when washed in Je­su’s blood

How in­ti­mate­ly one with God

A Heav­en-born race of priests and kings.

For this alone I live be­low

The power of god­li­ness to show

The won­ders wrought by Je­su’s name.

O that I may but faith­ful prove

Witness to all Thy par­don­ing love

And point them to th’aton­ing Lamb!

Let me to ev­ery crea­ture cry

The poor and rich

the low and high

Believe

and feel thy sins for­giv­en!

Damned

till by Je­sus saved

thou art

Till Je­su’s blood hath washed thy heart

Thou canst not find the gate of Heav­en.

Thou

Je­su

Thou my breast in­spire

And touch my lips with hallowed fire

And loose a stam­mer­ing in­fant’s tongue;

Prepare the ves­sel of Thy grace

Adorn me with the robes of praise

And mer­cy shall be all my song.

Mercy for those that know not God

Mercy for all

in Je­su’s blood

Mercy that earth and Heav­en trans­cends;

Love

that ov­er­whelms the saints in light

The length

and breadth

and depth

and height

Of love di­vine

which nev­er ends.

A faith­ful wit­ness of Thy grace

Long may I fill th’al­lot­ted space

And an­swer all Thy great de­sign;

Walk in the works by Thee pre­pared

And find an­nex­ed the vast reward

The crown of right­eous­ness di­vine.

When I have lived to Thee alone

Pronounce the wel­come word

Well done

And let me take my place ab­ove

Enter in­to my mas­ter’s joy

And all eter­ni­ty em­ploy

In praise

and ec­sta­sy

and love.