1 O Christ, what gracious words,
Are ever, ever thine;
Thy voice is music to the soul,
And life and peace divine.
2 Good, everlasting good,
Glad tidings full of joy,
Flow from thy lips, the lips of truth,
And flow without alloy.
3 The broken heart, the poor,
The bruis'd, the deaf, the blind;
The dumb, the dead, the captive wretch,
In thee compassion find.
4 Lord Jesus, speed the day,
The promis'd day of grace,
To all the poor, the dumb, the deaf,
The dead of Adam's race.
5 One song shall then employ
The blessed, blessing whole;
And human nature shout thy name,
The life of ev'ry soul.
Source: Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs: selected and original, designed for the use of the Church Universal in public and private devotion #CXXII
|First Line:||O Christ, what gracious words|
|Title:||Preaching of glad tidings|