Romans 5:2

• [Rom 5:2] O Glorious Hope Of Perfect Love

  O glorious hope of perfect love! It lifts me up to things above; It bears on eagles’ wings. It gives my ravished soul a taste, And makes me for some moments feast With Jesus’ priests and kings, With Jesus’ priests and kings. Rejoicing now in earnest hope, I stand, and from the mountain top See all the lands below. Rivers of milk and honey rise, And all the fruits of paradise In endless plenty grow, In endless plenty grow. A land of corn, and wine, and oil; Favored with God’s peculiar smile, With ev’ry blessing blest; There dwells the Lord our Righteousness, And keeps His own in perfect peace, And everlasting rest, And everlasting rest. Oh, that I might at once go up; No more on this side of Jordan stop, But now the land possess; This moment end my legal years, Sorrows and sins, and doubts and fears, A howling wilderness, A howling wilderness!

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Rom 5:2] Thou Grace Divine, Encircling All

  Thou grace divine, encircling all, A soundless, shoreless sea! Wherein at last our souls must fall O love of God most free! And though we turn us from thy face, And wander wide and long, Thou hold’st us still in thine embrace, O love of God most strong! The saddened heart, the restless soul, The toil worn frame and mind, Alike confess thy sweet control, O love of God most kind! And filled and quickened by thy breath, Our souls are strong and free, To rise o’er sin and fear and death, O love of God, to thee!

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Romans 5:11

• [Rom 5:11] Jesu! The Very Thought Is Sweet

  Jesu! the very thought is sweet! In that dear Name all heart-joys meet; But sweeter than the honey far The glimpses of His presence are. No word is sung more sweet than this: No name is heard more full of bliss; No thought brings sweeter comfort nigh, Than Jesus, Son of God most high. Jesu! the hope of souls forlorn! How good to them for sin that that mourn! To them that seek Thee, O how kind! But what art Thou to them that find? Jesu, Thou sweetness, pure and blest, Truth’s Fountain, Light of souls distressed, Surpassing all that heart requires, Exceeding all that soul desires! No tongue of mortal can express, No letters write His blessedness, Alone who hath Thee in his heart Knows, love of Jesus! what Thou art. O Jesu! King of wondrous might! O Victor, glorious from the fight! Sweetness that may not be expressed, And altogether loveliest! Remain with us, O Lord, today! In every heart Thy grace display; That now the shades of night are fled, On Thee our spirits may be fed. All honor, laud and glory be, O Jesu, virgin-born, to Thee! All glory, as is ever meet, To Father and to Paraclete.

  source: Cyberhymnal