Author:		Isaac Watts, 1674-1748
Musician:		Scottish Psalter, 1615

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With joy we meditate the grace
Of our High Priest above:
His heart is filled with tenderness—
His very name is Love!

Touched with a sympathy within,
He knows our feeble frame—
He knows what sorest trials mean,
For He has felt the same!

But spotless, undefiled undefiled,
and pure Our great Redeemer stood:
No stain of sin did e'er defile
The holy Lamb of God.

He, when He sojourned here below,
Poured out His cries and tears,
And now, ascended, feels afresh
What ev'ry member bears!

Then boldly let our faith address
The throne of grace and pow'r:
We shall obtain deliv'ring grace
In ev'ry needy hour.