Lord of glory, you have bought us
With your lifeblood as the price,
Never grudging for the lost ones
That tremendous sacrifice;
And with that have freely given
Blessings countless as the sand
To the unthankful and the evil
With your own unsparing hand.
Grant us hearts, dear Lord, to give you
Gladly, freely of your own.
With the sunshine of our goodness
Melt our thankless hearts of stone
Till our cold and selfish natures,
Warmed by you, at length believe
That more happy and more blessed
‘Tis to give than to receive.
Wondrous honor you have given
To our humblest charity
In your own mysterious sentence,
"You have done it all to me."
Can it be, O gracious Master,
That you deign for alms to sue,
Saying by your poor and needy,
"Give as I have given to you"?
Yes, the sorrow and the sufferings
Which on every hand we view
Channels are for gifts and offerings
Due by solemn right to your;
Right of which we may not rob you,
Debt we may not choose by pay
Lest that face of love and pity
Turn from us another day.
Lord of glory, you have bought us
With your lifeblood as the price,
Never grudging for the lost ones
That tremendous sacrifice.
Give us faith to trust you boldly,
Hop, to stay our souls on you;
But, oh, best of all your graces,
With your love our love renew.
Notes:
Hymn # 402 from Lutheran Worship
Author: Rowland H. Prichard
Tune: Hyfrydol
1st Published in: 1868