134: LORD of glory, we adore Thee

134: LORD of glory, we adore Thee

by Richard Holden (d. 1886)

1 LORD of glory, we adore Thee,
Christ of God, ascended high;
Heart and soul we bow before Thee,
Glorious now beyond the sky;
Thee we worship,
Thee we praise,
Excellent in all Thy ways.

2 Mighty King, with glory crowned,
Rightful Heir and Lord of all:
Once rejected, scorned, disowned,
E'en by those Thou cam'st to call:
Thee we honour,
Thee adore,
Glorious now and evermore.

3 Lord of life, to death made subject,
Blesser, yet a curse once made;
Of Thy Father's heart the object,
Yet in depths of anguish laid:
Thee we gaze on,
Thee recall,
Bearing here our sorrows all.

4 Royal robes shall soon invest Thee,
Royal splendours crown Thy brow;
Christ of God, our souls confess Thee
King and Sovereign even now;
Thee we reverence,
Thee obey,
Own Thee Lord and Christ alway.