Brethren Archive Exploring the history of some of those known as "Plymouth Brethren", and a few other things.

NUMBER: 406

Blest Father, Infinite In Grace



1 BLEST Father, infinite in grace,
Source of eternal joy,
Thou lead'st our hearts to that blest place,
Where rest's without alloy.

2 There will Thy love find perfect rest,
Where all around is bliss,
Where all in Thee supremely blest,
Thy praise their service is.

3 Eternal love their portion is,
Where love has found its rest;
And, filled with Thee, the constant mind
Eternally is blest.

4 There Christ the centre of the throng
Shall in His glory shine,
But not an eye those hosts among
But sees His glory Thine.

5 Thy counsels too in all Thine own,
Fulfilled by power divine,
Spread wide the glory of Thy throne,
Where all in glory shine.

6 Yet deeper, if a calmer, joy
The Father's love shall raise,
And every heart find sweet employ
In His eternal praise.

7 Nor is its sweetness now unknown,
Well proved in what it's done;
Our Father's love with joy we own,
Revealed in Christ the Son.





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