7s. sung to St. Bees 1 CHRIST delivered us when bound, And, when wounded, healed our wound, Sought us wandering, set us right, Turned our darkness into light. 2 Can a mother's tender care Cease towards the child she bare? Yes, she may forgetful prove; He will never cease to love. 3 His is an unchanging love, Higher than the heights above, Deeper than the depths beneath, Free and faithful, strong as death. 4 We shall see His glory soon, When the work of grace is done, Partners of His throne above; Such to us His wondrous love! 5 This alone is our complaint, That our love is weak and faint; Yet we love Him, and adore, O for grace to love Him more! | Alternative tunes (7s.)
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