Hymn Selection

92

S.M.


1
WHAT raised the wondrous thought,
Or who did it suggest,
The we, the church, to glory brought,
Should with the Son be blest?
2
O God, the thought was Thine,
Thine only could it be,
Fruit of the wisdom, love divine,
Peculiar unto Thee.
3
For, sure, no other mind,
For thoughts so bold, so free,
Greatness or strength could ever find;
Thine only could it be.
4
The motives, too, Thine own,
The plan, the counsel, Thine;
Made for Thy Son, bone of His bone,
In glory bright to shine.
5
O God, with great delight
Thy wondrous thought we see;
Upon His throne, in glory bright,
The bride of Christ shall be.
6
Sealed with the Holy Ghost,
We triumph in that love;
Thy wondrous thought has made our boast,
Glory with Christ above!

G.V. Wigram

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"Wherefore encourage one another, and build up each one the other, even as also ye do."