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Jehovah, Jesus

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Feb 5, 1914

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 91, No. 6.

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Jehovah, Jesus

By Arthur W. Spaulding

ARTHUR W. SPAULDING
My song shall bless thee, great I AM, Creator mighty, suffering Lamb: Thou ever wast, and ever art, And ever shalt be, time untold; And yet thou stoop'st with loving heart, With boundless love, us to enfold. And ever shall the wonder ring, While all thy power and love we sing, Jehovah, Jesus.
In majesty and glory bright Thou reignest o'er the orbs of light; Afar thy reins of power are flung, Where mortal mind is lost in space; And all the sons of joy have sung At each new record of thy grace, As world on world, with newborn voice, Bade them anew in thee rejoice, Creator, Jesus.
Yet when thy least creation rose To heights of follies and of woes, The lowest depths thou didst descend: On sacrificial altar laid, Didst give thy life his life to mend, And heal the breach his folly made. From death to life in thee restored, We hail thee now our loving Lord, Redeemer, Jesus.
As thou hast been, so thou shalt be, The Master of eternity; From time unknown to time untold, Of might and grace the perfect sum; Thy people's sure defense of old, Thy people's triumph yet to come. Forever one, world without end, Thou our Creator and our Friend, Jehovah, Jesus.
Hendersonville, N. C.