The Stennetts of England - Joseph Stennett - Hymn Poems

How many miracles of love

How many miracles of love,
    What mysteries of grace
Has th' ever-blest'd JESUS shown
    To Adam's sinful race!

That he should humbly condescend
    Our mortal flesh to wear;
O sir sickness, our sorrows all,
    And numerous sins to bear!

Wastnot enough, thou holy ONE,
    To lay aside thy crown,
And, in a servant's form on earth
    To wander up and down?

Was't not enough with sighs and tears
    Our miseries to deplore,
To teach us by thy blameless life?
    But wouldst thou sill do more?

Whence is this unexampled love
    To wretched human kind?
What to attract thy heart couldst thou
    In loathsome sinners find?

Yet loaded with our sins and pains,
    Thou thro death's vale wouldst go;
That we made innocent and free,
    The way of life might know.

Worthy art thou, O lamb of God,
    Among thy saints to reign,
Who to redeem them by thy blood,
    Wast once an offering slain.

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