122. O thou God of my salvation

1 O thou God of my salvation,
My Redeemer from all sin,
Mov'd to this by great compassion,
Yearning bowels from within;
I will praise thee:
Where shall I thy praise begin?

2 While the angel-choirs are crying
Glory to the great I AM;
I with them will still be vying,
Glory, glory, to the Lamb!
O how precious
Is the sound of Jesus’ name!

3 Now I see, with joy and wonder,
Whence the healing streams arose;
Angels-minds are lost to ponder
Dying love's mysterious cause;
Yet the blessing,
Down to all, to me it flows.

4 Though unseen, I love the Savior,
He almighty grace hath shown;
Pardon'd guilt, and purchas'd favor!
This he makes to mortals known,
Give him glory,
Glory, glory is his own.

5 Angels now are hov'ring round us,
Unperceiv'd they mix the throng,
Wond'ring at the love that crown'd us,
Glad to sing the holy song:
Hallelujah,
Love and praise to Christ belong.

Text Information
First Line: O thou God of my salvation
Meter: P. M. 8s & 7s.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1845
Topic: Christ: Salvation Through Him
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