O Father, Thou art boundless love;
We praise Thee and adore Thee.
For lessons from Thy grace above,
We can but joy before Thee.
For sonship Thou predestined us,
Before the world was founded;
In time Thy pow’r was manifest
And grace to us abounded.
We praise Thee and adore Thee.
For lessons from Thy grace above,
We can but joy before Thee.
For sonship Thou predestined us,
Before the world was founded;
In time Thy pow’r was manifest
And grace to us abounded.
Thine only Son from death Thou raised,
Firstborn in resurrection;
His work completed, well He’s praised;
His vict’ry’s our possession.
We’ve now become Thy many sons;
Our heart with praise is ringing;
All that Thy firstborn Son has done
Fills all our days with singing.
Firstborn in resurrection;
His work completed, well He’s praised;
His vict’ry’s our possession.
We’ve now become Thy many sons;
Our heart with praise is ringing;
All that Thy firstborn Son has done
Fills all our days with singing.
His God is also ours, we’re shown;
His Father is our Father.
Flesh of His flesh, bone of His bone;
Naught us from Him can sever.
By Him we’re now led back to Thee
To sing in congregation;
Like Him and one with Him are we,
Thy Firstborn’s duplication.
His Father is our Father.
Flesh of His flesh, bone of His bone;
Naught us from Him can sever.
By Him we’re now led back to Thee
To sing in congregation;
Like Him and one with Him are we,
Thy Firstborn’s duplication.
What grace and love divine this is!
Thy Son and sons joined ever;
Our blest eternal portion ’tis,
Our Father’s joy and pleasure!
Thy Son will come from heaven soon;
Today we here await Him;
May this desire our hearts consume:
With lute and lyre to praise Him.
Thy Son and sons joined ever;
Our blest eternal portion ’tis,
Our Father’s joy and pleasure!
Thy Son will come from heaven soon;
Today we here await Him;
May this desire our hearts consume:
With lute and lyre to praise Him.