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1 Wide open are Thy hands,
Paying with more than gold
The awful debt of guilty men,
Forever and of old.
2 Ah, let me grasp those hands,
That we may never part,
And let the power of their blood
Sustain my fainting heart.
3 Wide open are Thine arms,
A fallen world t'embrace;
To take to love and endless rest
Our whole forsaken race.
4 Lord, I am sad and poor,
But boundless is Thy grace;
Give me the soul transforming joy
For which I seek Thy face.
5 Draw all my mind and heart
Up to Thy throne on high,
And let Thy sacred Cross exalt
My spirit to the sky.
6 To these, Thy mighty hand,
My spirit I resign;
Living, I live alone to Thee,
And, dying, I am Thine.
Source: Evangelical Lutheran Hymnary #265
First Line: | Wide open are Thy (loving) hands |
Title: | Wide Open Are Thy Hands |
Latin Title: | Salve Jesu, pastor bone |
Author: | St. Bernard of Clairvaux |
Translator: | Charles P. Krauth (1870) |
Meter: | 6.6.8.6 D |
Language: | English |
Copyright: | Public Domain |