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Words: Benjamin Keach, Spiritual Songs: Being the Marrow of the Scripture (London: John Marshal, 1700).
Music: "Aberdeen," melody from Bremner's Collection, 1763; harmonized in The English Hymnal (London: Oxford University Press, 1906)
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O Lord, 'tis matter of high praise,
Thy Word on us doth shine,
But happy they who feel its rays,
And glorious power divine.
O let poor sinners feel their sin
Prick them, as with a sword;
And purge out all that filth within;
So will we praise Thy Word.
Enlightened souls have cause to sing,
Who wounded were by Thee;
True cause of joy to such doth spring;
For they, Lord, healèd be.
And now in robes most richly decked,
They to the King are brought;
Surpassing angels, for have they
A robe so richly wrought.
We therefore throw our crowns below
Thy high and glorious throne;
And must all say, both night and day,
Thou worthy art alone,
All glory, power, and praise to have,
By us forevermore;
Thus let us sing unto our King,
And Him in heart adore.
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