I.LXVII. Eternal Excellence!

1 Eternal Excellence!
Thy Worms would fain declare,
In the divinest Sense
How thou art heav'nly fair:
O Prince, Messiah, thou art seen
The fairest of the sons of Men.

2 Jesus, thy Beauties shine
Bright, infinitely bright;
Both Human and Divine,
In thee, O Lamb, unite!
Whate'er in Heav'n or Earth we see,
As beautiful, are Types of thee.

3 The Son, the Moon, the Stars,
With all the Thrones above,
Thine Excellence declares,
Thy Beauty, Pow'r, and Love:
All Worlds before thy Throne we see,
A Sea of Glass reflecting thee.

4 Man in his first Estate,
Most wonderfully form'd,
With Beauty's Pow'rs replete,
With Holiness adorn'd,
From ev'ry Spot and Blemish free,
Was but a Figure, Lord, of thee.

5 As Blood of Goats, and Lambs,
Is to thy Blood divine,
Or, as their Altar-Flames,
Dear Jesus are to thine;
So Adam's Purity appears,
To thee no more Proportion bears.

6 Lo! here Self-Int'rest fails,
Man's Haughtiness sinks low;
Thy Beauty, Lord, prevails;
We at thy Footstool bow:
Thou know'st our Heart, we need no more,
Our Heav'n's to worship, love, adore.

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First Line: Eternal Excellence!
Language: English
Publication Date: 1776
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