Upon Thine altar, Lord, I lay

Upon Thine altar, Lord, I lay

Author: James Montgomery
Published in 1 hymnal

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Upon Thine altar, Lord, I lay
My poor, my only sacrifice;
Thou wilt not turn Thy face away,
Wilt not a broken heart despise.

Though hard as stone, cold as the clod,
Mine,--for Thy tender mercles' sake,
Not with the vengeance of Thy rod,
But by thy loving-kindness break,

Break it, and bind it, wound and heal,
Yea kill to make alive again;
Impress it with Thy Spirit's seal,
The sacrifice were perfect then:--

Perfect, yet all unworthy still:
But while in Jesus I believe,
Who came on earth to do Thy will,
From His dear hands my gift receive.

Receive it, with His blood bedew'd,
Receive it, offer'd with His prayers,
And, in Thine image thus renew'd,
Enroll me with Thy kingdom's heirs.

Sacred Poems and Hymns

Author: James Montgomery

Montgomery, James, son of John Montgomery, a Moravian minister, was born at Irvine, Ayrshire, Nov. 4, 1771. In 1776 he removed with his parents to the Moravian Settlement at Gracehill, near Ballymena, county of Antrim. Two years after he was sent to the Fulneck Seminary, Yorkshire. He left Fulneck in 1787, and entered a retail shop at Mirfield, near Wakefield. Soon tiring of that he entered upon a similar situation at Wath, near Rotherham, only to find it quite as unsuitable to his taste as the former. A journey to London, with the hope of finding a publisher for his youthful poems ended in failure; and in 1792 he was glad to leave Wath for Shefield to join Mr. Gales, an auctioneer, bookseller, and printer of the Sheffield Register newspap… Go to person page >

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First Line: Upon Thine altar, Lord, I lay
Author: James Montgomery
Meter: 8.8.8.8
Language: English



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