7s & 6s. 1 Timothy iii. 16. 1 ONCE thou didst on earth appear, For all mankind to atone; Now be manifested here, And bid our sin be gone! Come, and by thy presence chase Its nature with its guilt and power; Jesus, show thine open face, And sin shall be no more.
2 Thou who didst so greatly stoop To a poor virgin's womb, Here thy mean abode take up; To me, my Saviour, come! Come, and Satan's works destroy, And let me all thy Godhead prove, Filled with peace, and heavenly joy, And pure eternal love.
3 Then my soul, with strange delight, Shall comprehend and feel What the length, and breadth, and height Of love unspeakable: Then I shall the secret know, Which angels would search out in vain; God was man, and served below, That man with God might reign!