While upon Thy face we gaze;
There the Father’s love and glory
Shine in all their brightest rays;
Thine Almighty pow’r and wisdom
All creation’s works proclaim;
Heav’n and earth alike confess Thee
As the ever great “I AM.”
Ever was Thy dwelling place;
His delight, in Him rejoicing,
One with Him in pow’r and grace;
O what wondrous love and mercy!
Thou didst lay Thy glory by;
And for us didst come from heaven
As the Lamb of God to die.
Lowly in the manger laid,
Wand’ring as a homeless stranger
In the world Thy hands had made;
When we see Thee in the garden
In Thine agony of blood,
At Thy grace we are confounded,
Holy, spotless Lamb of God!
Bound to the accursed tree,
For our guilt and folly stricken,
All our judgment borne by Thee,
Lord, we own, with hearts adoring,
Thou hast loved us unto blood;
Glory, glory everlasting
Be to Thee, Thou Lamb of God.
Wilt to this sad earth return;
All Thy foes shall quake before Thee,
All that now despise Thee mourn;
Then Thy saints all gathered to Thee,
With Thee in Thy kingdom reign;
Thine the praise and Thine the glory,
Lamb of God, for sinners slain!