O WHAT matchless condescension The eternal God displays, Claiming our supreme attention To His boundless works and ways; His own glory He reveals in Gospel days.
In the Person of the Saviour All His majesty is seen; Love and justice shine for ever; And without a veil between, We approach Him, And rejoice in His dear name.
Would we view His highest glory: Here it shines in Jesus’ face; Sing and tell the pleasing story, O ye sinners saved by grace; And with pleasure, Bid the guilty Him embrace.
In His highest work, redemption, See His brightest glory blaze; Nor can angels ever mention One that more of God displays. Grace and justice Here unite to endless days.
O what high and solemn pleasure, God to view in Christ the Lord; Here He smiles, and smiles for ever; May my soul His name record, Praise and bless Him, And His wonders spread abroad.
William Gadsby, 1773-1844