Virginia 212

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Lyrics: Isaac Watts
Tune: Aaron Williams
Meter: L.M. (8,8,8,8)

Go worship at Immanuel's feet,
See in His face what wonders meet!
Earth is too narrow to express
His worth, His glory or His grace.

The whole creation can afford
But some faint shadows of my Lord:
Nature, to make His beauties known
Must mingle colors not her own.

Is He compared to wine or bread?
Dear Lord, our souls would thus be fed:
That flesh, that dying blood of thine,
Is bread of life, is heavenly wine.

Is He a tree? The world receives
Salvation from His healing leaves:
That righteous branch, that fruitful bough
Is David's root and offspring now.

Is He a rose? Not Sharon yields
Such fragrancy in all her fields:
Or if the Lily He assume,
The valleys bless the rich perfume.

Is He a vine? His heavenly root
Supplies the boughs with life and fruit:
O, let a lasting union join
My soul to Christ the living Vine!

Is He a rock? How firm he proves!
The rock of ages never moves;
Yet the sweet streams that from Him flow
Attend us all the desert through.

Is He a star? He breaks the night
Piercing the shades with dawning light!
I know His glories from afar,
I know the light, the morning star.

Is He a sun? His beams are grace,
His course is joy and righteousness,
Nations rejoice when He appears
To chase their clouds and dry their tears.

O let me climb those higher skies,
Where storms and darkness never rise;
There He displays his powers abroad,
And shines and reigns th'incarnate God.

Nor earth, nor seas, nor sun, nor stars,
Nor heaven, His full resemblance bears;
His beauties we can never trace,
'Till we behold Him face to face.

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