Closing Hymn:
Who are you, Lord?”, cried Paul brought low
From ‘poverished state began to grow
In grace, enriched; by love, to know
As Christ drew near, Himself to show.
The Christ, Creator, Sinner's Friend,
High Priest, our Life, from heav'n descends.
The Mighty God became a Man,
The Shepherd good, yet God's own Lamb.
Jesus, both Judge and Paraclete
The King of kings who washes feet
Physician great, and Vine Divine,
Door, Way, the Truth, and Light sublime.
In royal dress, not of my own
I stand complete in God's rich Son.
Ne'er eye had seen, nor ear e'er heard
For heirs of Christ, such wealth assured.
The Spirit, gift from Heaven's throne,
So like the Son, indwells God's own;
Helps, Comforts, Guides – our Paraclete
Christ's work in us, He will complete.
Refrain:
Christ, rich in mercy, rich in grace
More than enough for Adam's race.
Unsearchable! Yea, fathomless!
Christ's riches are my glorious dress. |
