L.M. sung to Brookfield 1 THE manner of Thy mighty love, Our Father, we with joy behold; Thy gracious name most gladly prove, For we are Thine, by love made bold. 2 Ah, had it been Thy sovereign will To give us but a servant's place, Such mercy should each bosom fill With lasting praise, for all is grace. 3 But children now, our God, are we, And through Thy favour dwell in love; Thy love is sweet, and sweet will be The Father's house, our home above. 4 What we shall be not yet appears, But like the Lord each child shall shine; Then till we leave this vale of tears Accept our praise that we are Thine. | Alternative tunes (L.M.) |