What raised the wondrous thought
Or who did it suggest
That blood-bought saints to glory brought
Should with the Son be blest?
Father
the thought was Thine
And only Thine could be—
Fruit of the wisdom
love divine
Peculiar unto Thee.
For
sure
no other mind
For thoughts so bold
so free
Greatness or strength
could ever find;
Thine only it could be.
The motives
too
Thine own
The plan
the counsel
Thine!
Made for Thy Son
bone of His bone
In glory bright to shine.
O God
with great delight
Thy wondrous thought we see
Upon His throne
in glory bright
The bride of Christ shall be.
Sealed with the Holy Ghost
We triumph in that love
Thy wondrous thought has made our boast
Glory with Christ above.
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