LVII. Immanuel

1 O holy Imman'el! thy mystery divine,
From glory to glory, on Zion shall shine,
The myst'ry of God espous'd to a worm,
Who neither had merit nor beautiful form;
Yet rais'd to the bosom of God, the Supreme,
She sings he is like him, yet does not blaspheme.

2 O lovely Imman'el! illustrious thy grace!
The beauties of holiness shine in thy face:
Triumphant in bliss, our nature we spy,
And we, in that nature, join'd to the Most High:
The image express of the substance of God;
His brightness appearing by water and blood.

3 O sacred Imman'el! our glory, our joy;
In mut'al embraces, which never shall cloy,
The bridegroom and bride, our Maker and we,
Perpetually live, as united in thee;
Consummate salvation, reveal'd in thy blood,
In thee we possess, with the fulness of God.

4 O glorious Imman'el! Jehovah with man!
With us God is present; (amazing his plan!)
Perfection of joy we now understand,
Whilst rivers of pleasure flow at his right hand:
We stand, when no higher our notes we can raise,
In silence, expressive of wonder and praise.

Text Information
First Line: O holy Imman'el thy mystery divine
Title: Immanuel
Author: James Relly
Meter: P. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1792
Scripture: ;
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