W. J. Govan
A WORTHY song I wish to sing
Of Thine exceeding worth;
For who like Thee, my God, my King,
Most high o’er all the earth.
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By Christ redeemed, I ne’er can tell
His agony and loss;
My life to save, my foes to quell,
He triumphed by thee cross.
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Nor can I tell the wealth of bliss
Which Thou hast made His own;
For ne’er was sorrow dark as this,
Nor joy so radiant known.
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It overflows to this sad earth,
And thrills each raptured heart;
It wakens mournful souls to mirth;
How good, how glad Thou art.
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My heart with praise would overflow,
Responsive I would sing;
Rejoice Thy happiness to know;
Thy Well-beloved is King.