The Psalms of David ‎#H62

H62. Lord, how divine thy comforts are

1 Lord, how divine thy comforts are!
How heav'nly is the place
Where Jesus spreads the sacred feast
Of his redeeming grace.

2 There the rich bounties of our God,
And sweetest glories shine;
There Jesus says, that I am his,
And my Beloved's mine.

3 Here, (says the kind, redeeming Lord,
And shews his wounded side)
See here the spring of all your joys
That open'd when I dy'd.

4 To him that wash'd us in his blood,
Be everlasting praise,
Salvation, honour, glory, pow'r,
Eternal as his days.

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• First Line: Lord, how divine thy comforts are
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1789
• Topic: Lord's Supper: Pardon sealed

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