The Wonders, Lord, Thy Love Has Wrought

The won­ders

Lord

Thy love has wrought

Exceed our praise

sur­mount our thought;

Should I at­tempt the long de­tail

My speech would faint

my num­bers fail.

No blood of beasts on al­tars spilt

Can cleanse the souls of men from guilt;

But Thou hast set be­fore our eyes

An all-suf­fi­cient sac­ri­fice.

Lo! Thine eter­nal Son ap­pears

To Thy de­signs He bows His ears

Assumes a bo­dy well pre­pared

And well per­forms a work so hard.

Behold

I come

the Sav­ior cries

With love and du­ty in His eyes

“I come to bear the hea­vy load

Of sins

and do Thy will

My God.

“’Tis writ­ten in Thy great de­cree

’Tis in Thy book fore­told of Me

I must ful­fill the Sav­ior’s part;

And lo! Thy law is in My heart!

“I’ll mag­ni­fy Thy ho­ly law

And re­bels to obe­di­ence draw

When on My cross I’m lift­ed high

Or to My crown above the sky.

The Spir­it shall des­cend and show

What Thou hast done

and what I do;

The won­der­ing world shall learn Thy grace

Thy wis­dom

and Thy right­eous­ness.