8.8.8.8.8.8. sung to Carey 1 OUR hearts are full of Christ, and long Their glorious matter to declare! Of Him we make our loftier song --- We cannot from His praise forbear: Our ready tongues make haste to sing The glories of the heavenly King. 2 Fairer than all the earth-born race, Perfect in comeliness Thou art; Replenished are Thy lips with grace, And full of love Thy tender heart. God ever blest! we bow the knee, And own all fulness dwells in Thee. | Alternative tunes (8.8.8.8.8.8.)
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