CXXXIV. The Abasement of the Exalted

1 Dear Lamb! thy humbled state we sing,
Thy name, thy wounds and blood we praise;
We own thee, infant God, our King,
And to thy throne our hearts we raise.

2 Humbled in poverty and pain,
Temptation sore, contempt and scorn,
The curse of earth for to sustain,
Was the eternal Father born.

3 Empty'd of all, but tort'ring smart,
His honour and his judgment lost:
Deep, unknown sorrows fill'd his heart,
His soul with fierce temptations tost.

4 By this, the everlasting grace,
And boundless love of God appears;
By this we see the Father's face,
Where lost are all our sins and fears.

Text Information
First Line: Dear Lamb! thy humble state we sing
Title: The Abasement of the Exalted
Author: James Relly
Meter: L . M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1792
Scripture: ;
Topic: The Humiliation of the Glorified with Glory before the World began
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