Jesus, wondrous Savior! Christ, of kings the King! Angels fall before Thee, Prostrate, worshipping; Fairest they confess Thee In the heav’n above. We would sing Thee fairest Here in hymns of love.
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Jesus, wondrous
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Savior!
A7
Christ, of kings the
D
King!
Angels
A
fall be
D
fore Thee,
Prostrate,
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wor
A7
ship
D
ping;
A
Fairest they con
E
fess Thee
E7
In the heav'n a
A-A7
bove.
D
We would
A
sing Thee
D
fairest
Here in
A
hymns
A7
of
D
love.
2
All earth’s flowing pleasures Were a wintry sea; Heav’n itself without Thee Dark as night would be. Lamb of God! Thy glory Is the light above. Lamb of God! Thy glory Is the life of love.
All earth's flowing pleasures
Were a wintry sea;
Heav'n itself without Thee
Dark as night would be.
Lamb of God! Thy glory
Is the light above.
Lamb of God! Thy glory
Is the life of love.
D
All earth's flowing
A
pleasures
A7
Were a wintry
D
sea;
Heav'n
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itself
D
without Thee
Dark as
A
night
A7
would
D
be.
A
Lamb of God! Thy
E
glory
E7
Is the light
A-A7
above.
D
Lamb of
A
God! Thy
D
glory
Is the
A
life
A7
of
D
love.
3
Life is death, if severed From Thy throbbing heart. Death with life abundant At Thy touch would start. Worlds and men and angels All consist in Thee, Yet Thou camest to us In humility.
Life is death, if severed
From Thy throbbing heart.
Death with life abundant
At Thy touch would start.
Worlds and men and angels
All consist in Thee,
Yet Thou camest to us
In humility.
D
Life is death, if
A
severed
A7
From Thy throbbing
D
heart.
Death with
A
life
D
abundant
At Thy
A
touch
A7
would
D
start.
A
Worlds and men and
E
angels
E7
All consist in
A-A7
Thee,
D
Yet Thou
A
camest
D
to us
In
A A7 D
humility.
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Jesus! all perfections Rise and end in Thee; Brightness of God’s glory Thou, eternally. Favored beyond measure They Thy face who see; May we, gracious Savior, Share this ecstasy.
Jesus, oh wondrous Savior, the King of kings!! Lord, You are the fairest. No one else, nothing else can compare with You. All consist in You, our wonderful Lord, and You came to us in Your humility. how we praise You, Lord! how we adore You! Lord, how we long to see Your face, our gracious Savior.
The fifth of seven children, McGregor was converted at age 20 under the ministry of Canadian Baptist preacher John Gilmour (1792-1869). A graduate of the Canadian Literary Institute (Theology, 1878) and the University of Toronto (BA 1881), McGregor joined the faculty of Toronto Baptist College in 1886. He was Professor of Systematic Theology at the time of his 1889 appointment as Principal. His career was, however, short-lived. Afflicted by a form of paralysis, he spent the latter part of 1889 and early 1890 confined to bed. He died roughly a month after surgery for his condition.
This is work is also known as “The McMaster Hymn” because it is the official hymn of McMaster University, Hamilton, Ontario, Canada. McGregor is thought to have written these words during Advent 1889. His family donated the original manuscript to McMaster University in 1921. - cyberhymnal
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