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Immortal Honours
1 Immortal honors, Rest on Jesus’ head; My God, my Portion, And my Living Bread; In Him I live, Upon Him cast my care; He saves from death, Destruction, and despair. 2 He is my Refuge, In each deep distress; The Lord my strength, And glorious righteousness; Through floods and flames, He leads me safely on, And daily makes His sovereign, Goodness known. 3 My every need, He richly will supply; Nor will His mercy, Ever let me die; In Him there dwells, A treasure all divine, And matchless grace has made, That treasure mine.
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Holy, Holy, Holy
1 Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty! Early in the morning our song shall rise to thee. Holy, holy, holy! merciful and mighty! God in three Persons, blessed Trinity! 2 Holy, holy, holy! all the saints adore thee, Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea. Cherubim and seraphim, falling down before thee, Who was and is and evermore shall be.
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Crown Him With Many Crowns
1 Crown Him with many crowns, The Lamb upon His throne. Hark! How the heavenly anthem drowns, All music but its own. Awake, my soul, and sing, Of Him Who died for thee, And hail Him as thy matchless King, Through all eternity. 2 Crown Him the Son of God, Before the worlds began, And ye who tread where He hath trod, Crown Him the Son of Man; Who every grief hath known, That wrings the human breast, And takes and bears them for His own, That all in Him may rest.
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To Comprehend The Great Three-One
1 To comprehend the great THREE-ONE, Is more than highest angels can; Or what the Trinity has done From death and hell to ransom man. 2 But all true Christians this may boast, (A truth from nature never learned), That Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, To save our souls are all concerned.
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O Jesus, King Most Wonderful
1 O Jesus, King most wonderful, Thou Conqueror renowned, Thou sweetness most ineffable, In Whom all joys are found! 2 Abide with us, and let Thy light, Shine, Lord, on every heart; Dispel the darkness of our night; And joy to all impart.
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Jesus, The Very Thought Of Thee
1 Jesus, the very thought of Thee with sweetness fills the breast; but sweeter far Thy face to see, and in Thy presence rest. 2 O hope of every contrite heart, O joy of all the meek, to those who fall, how kind Thou art! How good to those who seek!
