Text: | O CHRIST! our King, Creator, Lord! |
Author: | Gregory |
1 O CHRIST! our King, Creator, Lord!
Saviour of all who trust thy word!
To them that seek thee, ever near,
Now to our praises bend thine ear.
2 In thy dear cross a grace is found--
It flows from every streaming wound--
Whose power our inbred sin controls,
Breaks the firm bond and frees our souls!
3 Thou didst create the stars of night:
Yet thou hast veiled in flesh thy light--
Hast deigned a mortal form to wear,
A mortals painful lot to bear.
4 When thou didst hang upon the tree,
The quaking earth acknowledged thee;
When thou didst there yield up thy breath,
The world grew dark as shades of death.
5 Now in the Father's glory high,
Great Conqueror, never more to die,
Us by thy mighty power defend,
And reign through ages without end!
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First Line: | O CHRIST! our King, Creator, Lord! |
Author: | Gregory |
Meter: | L. M. |
Publication Date: | 1873 |
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Topic: | Christ: Divinity; He Humblest Himself |