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It Is A Glorious Mystery -- 'Tis a Wonder
That ever I should saved be ' Tis a wonder
No heart can think, no tongue can tell,
'Tis a wonder, wonder, wonder,
The love of God unspeakable 'tis a wonder.
Great mystery, that God should place
His love on one of Adam's race,
That I should also share a part,
And find a mansion in His heart.
Great mystery, I can't tell why
That Christ for sinful worms should die;
Should leave the boundless realms of bliss,
And die for sinners on the cross.
Oh! Why was I not left behind,
Among the thousands of mankind,
Who run the dang'rous sinful race,
And die, and never taste His grace?
'Twas love that spread the gracious feast;
'Twas love that made my soul a guest;
'Twas love that brought Him from above;
'Twas love, Oh! Matchless, boundless love.
Not all the heav'nly hosts can scan
The glories of this noble plan;
Oh! 'Tis a glorious mystery,
And will be to eternity.
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