Classic and Contemporary Poetry
OH, COULD I SPEAK THE MATCHLESS WORTH, by SAMUEL MEDLEY Poet's Biography Last Line: Triumphant in his grace, triumphant in his grace Subject(s): God | ||||||||
O could I speak the matchless worth, O could I sound the glories forth which in my Savior shine! I'''d sing His glorious righteousness, and magnify the wondrous grace Which made salvation mine, which made salvation mine. I'''d sing the precious blood He spilt, My ransom from the dreadful guilt of sin, and wrath divine; I'''d sing His glorious righteousness, in which all perfect, heavenly dress My soul shall ever shine, my soul shall ever shine. I'''d sing the characters He bears, And all the forms of love He wears, exalted on His throne; In loftiest songs of sweetest praise, I would to everlasting days Make all His glories known, make all His glories known. Soon, the delightful day will come When my dear Lord will bring me home, and I shall see His face; Then with my Savior, Brother, Friend, a blessfhd eternity I'''ll spend, Triumphant in His grace, triumphant in His grace. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE MOUNTAIN IS STRIPPED by DAVID IGNATOW AS CLOSE AS BREATHING by MARK JARMAN UNHOLY SONNET 1 by MARK JARMAN UNHOLY SONNET 13 by MARK JARMAN BIRTH-DUES by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE SILENT SHEPHERDS by ROBINSON JEFFERS |
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