Join All the Glorious Names

232 Join All the Glorious Names

1. Join all the glorious names
   Of wisdom, love, and power,
   That ever mortals knew,
   That angels ever bore:
   All are too mean to speak His worth,
   To poor to set my Savior forth.

2. Great prophet of my God,
   My tongue would bless Thy name,
   By Thee the joyful news
   Of our salvation came,
   The joyful news of sin forgiv’n
   Of hell subdued, and peace with Heav’n.

3. Divine, almighty Lord,
   My conqueror and my King,
   Thy scepter and Thy sword,
   Thy reigning grace I sing:
   Thine is the power; behold I sit
   In willing bonds beneath Thy feet.

4. Now let my soul arise,
   And tread the tempter down;
   My captain leads me forth
   To conquest and a crown:
   A feeble saint shall win the day,
   Though death and hell obstruct the way.
                         Isaac Watts
                         Hymns for the Family of God

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This one has a lot more verses! Hymnary.org has them:

2. But O what gentle terms,
   What condescending ways,
   Doth our Redeemer use
   To teach his heav’nly grace!
   Mine eyes with joy and wonder see
   What forms of love He bears for me.

3. Arrayed in mortal flesh,
   He like an angel stands,
   And holds the promises
   And pardons in His hands;
   Commissioned from His Father’s throne
   To make His grace to mortals known.

5. Be Thou my counselor,
   My pattern, and my guide,
   And through this desert land
   Still keep me near thy side:
   Nor let my feet e’er run astray
   Nor rove nor seek the crooked way.

6. I love my Shepherd’s voice,
   His watchful eyes shall keep
   My wand’ring soul among
   The thousands of His sheep:
   He feeds His flock, He calls their names,
   His bosom bears the tender lambs.

7. To this dear surety’s hand
   Will I commit my cause;
   He answers and fulfils
   His Father’s broken laws:
   Behold my soul at freedom set!
   My surety paid the dreadful debt.

8. Jesus, my great high priest,
   Offered His blood, and died;
   My guilty conscience seeks
   No sacrifice beside:
   His powerful blood did once atone,
   And now it pleads before the throne.

9. My advocate appears
   For my defense on high;
   The Father bows His ears,
   And lays His thunder by:
   Not all that hell or sin can say
   Shall turn His heart, His love away.

12. Should all the hosts of death,
   And powers of hell unknown,
   Put their most dreadful forms
   Of rage and mischief on,
   I shall be safe, for Christ displays
   Superior power, and guardian grace.

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