Behold, What Love, What Boundless Love,
The Father Hath Bestowed
On Sinners Lost, That We Should Be
Now Called The Sons Of God !
Behold What Manner Of Love
What Manner Of Love The Father Hath Bestowed
Upon Us, That We That We Should Be
Called Should Be Called The Sons Of God !

No Longer Far From Him, But Now
By Precious Blood Made Nigh,
Accepted In The Well-Beloved,
Near To God’s Heart We Lie.

What We In Glory Soon Shall Be,
It Doth Not Yet Appear;
But When Our Precious Lord We See,
We Shall His Image Bear.

With Such A Blessed Hope In View,
We Would More Holy Be,
More Like Our Risen, Glorious Lord,
Whose Face We Soon Shall See.

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