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Brightness of the Father’s glory.
Heb. 1:3.
Brightness of the Father’s glory,
Shall thy praise unuttered lie?
Break, my tongue, such guilty silence;
Sing the Lord, who came to die.
2 Did the angels sing thy coming?
Did the shepherds learn their lays?
Shame would cover me, ungrateful,
Should my tongue refuse to praise.
3 From the highest throne in glory
To the cross of deepest woe,
All to ransom guilty captives!
Flow, my praise, for ever flow.
4 Re-ascend, immortal Saviour;
Leave thy footstool, take thy throne;
Thence return, and reign for ever;
Be the kingdom all thine own.