|Music:||Johann M. Spiess, arr. William H. Havergal|
Words: Isaac Watts Music "Swabia" by Johann M. Spiess, arr. William H. Havergal Behold what wondrous grace The Father has bestowed On sinners of a mortal race, To call them sons of God! 'Tis no surprising thing That we should be unknown; The Jewish world knew not their King, God's everlasting Son. Nor doth it yet appear How great we must be made; But when we see our Savior here, We shall be like our Head. A hope so much divine May trials well endure; May purge our souls from sense and sin, As Christ the Lord is pure. If in my Father's love I share a filial part, Send down Thy Spirit like a dove, To rest upon my heart. We would no longer lie Like slaves beneath the throne; My faith shall Abba, Father, cry, And thou the kindred own.
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