| Text: | Ivory Palaces |
| Author: | Henry Barraclough |
| Tune: | [My Lord has garments so wondrous fine] |
| Composer: | Henry Barraclough |
1 My Lord has garments so wondrous fine,
And myrrh their texture fills;
Its fragrance reached to this heart of mine,
With joy my being thrills.
Refrain:
Out of the ivory palaces,
Into a world of woe—
Only His great, eternal love
Made my Savior go.
2 His life had also its sorrows sore,
For aloes had a part;
And when I think of the cross He bore,
My eyes with teardrops start. [Refrain]
3 His garments too were in cassia dipped,
With healing in a touch;
Each time my feet in some sin have slipped,
He took me from its clutch. [Refrain]
4 In garments glorious He will come,
To open wide the door;
And I shall enter my heav'nly home,
To dwell forevermore. [Refrain]
| Text Information | |
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| First Line: | My Lord has garments so wondrous fine |
| Title: | Ivory Palaces |
| Author: | Henry Barraclough |
| Refrain First Line: | Out of the ivory palaces |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 2008 |
| Tune Information | |
|---|---|
| Name: | [My Lord has garments so wondrous fine] |
| Composer: | Henry Barraclough |
| Key: | E♭ Major |