1 Join all the glorious names
Of wisdom, love, and pow'r,
That ever mortals knew,
That angels ever bore:
All are too mean to speak His worth,
Too poor to set my Savior forth.

2 Great Prophet of my God,
My tongue would bless Thy name:
By thee the joyful news
Of our salvation came,
The joyful news of sins forgiv'n,
Of hell subdued and peace with heav'n.

3 Jesus, my great High Priest,
Offered His blood, and died;
My guilty conscience seeks
No sacrifice beside:
His pow'rful blood did once atone
And now it pleads before the throne.

4 Thou art my Counsellor,
My Pattern, and my Guide,
And Thou my Shepherd art;
O, keep me near Thy side;
Nor let my feet e'er turn astray
To wander in the crooked way.

5 My Savior and my Lord,
My Conqu'ror and my King,
Thy scepter and thy sword,
Thy reigning grace, I sing:
Thine is the pow'r;
Behold I sit in willing bonds
Beneath Thy feet.

Amen.