“Matchless blessings we possess”

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Matchless blessings we possess
In the Saviour we confess;
Countless joys attend each day
As we walk the narrow way:
Let my tongue for ever sing
Hymns of praise to Christ my King.

For the joy of sin put down;
For the promise of a crown;
For the strength to run the race;
For the might of saving grace:
Let my mind and heart rejoice,
And thanksgiving find its voice.

When on bended knee we plead,
Wisdom measures every need;
Perfect knowledge, joined with power,
Meets the need of every hour:
For the mercies given in love
Let my song resound above.

Boundless grace attends our way
Even in life’s darkest day;
Guardian angels from above
Minister God’s perfect love:
Let my song return on high,
And my Saviour magnify.

When we come to heaven’s height,
Entering glory’s purer light;
When we bow before the throne,
Taken up with God alone:
Oh, how then I will explore
God’s great love forevermore!

©JRW

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