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Stupendous love of God most high




Stependous love of God most high!
He comes to meet us from the sky
In mildest majesty;
Full of unutterable grace,
He calls the weary burdened race,
"Come all for help to me."


Tired with the greatness of my way,
From him I would no longer stray,
But rest in Jesus have;
Weary of sin, from sin would cease,
Weary of mine own righteousness,
And stoop, myself to save.


Weary of passions unsubdued,
Weary of vows in vain renewed,
Of forms without the power,
Of prayers, and hopes,
complaints, and groans,
My fainting soul in silence owns
I can hold out no more.


Mine utter helplessness I feel;
But thou, who gav'st the feeble will,
The effectual grace supply;
Be thou my strength, my light, my way,
And bid my soul the call obey,
And to thy bosom fly.


Fulfil thine own intense desire,
And now into my heart inspire
The power of faith and love;
Then, Saviour, then to thee I come,
And find on earth the life, the home,
The rest of saints above.

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LYRICS
Meter: 8 8 8 6 D
Writer(s):
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      Dates:
      Bible Refs: Mt 11:28;
      LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
      Hymn/Song Book Year Song #
      1889# 25
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