Page:Peter's repentance, after he had denied his Lord and Master, Jesus Christ.pdf/20

 :5 See a stone that hangs in air !
 * See a spark in occan live!
 * Kept alive with death so near,
 * I to God the glory give.
 * Ever tell—to sinners tell,
 * I am, I am out of hell!

1
 * O Christ, the Lord, let ev'ry tongue
 * Its noblest tribute bring:
 * When He's the subject of the song,
 * Who can refuse to sing?


 * 2 Survey the beauties of his face,
 * And on his glories dwell;
 * Think of the wonders of his grace,
 * And all his triumphs tell.


 * 3 Majestic sweetness sits enthron'd
 * Upon his awful brow;
 * His head with radiant glories crown'd,
 * His lips with grace o'erflow.


 * 4 No mortal can with him compare,
 * Among the sons of men:
 * Fairer he is than all the fair
 * That fill the heav'nly train: