Verse 1
Thou great Redeemer, dying Lamb,
I love to hear of Thee;
No music’s like thy charming name,
Nor half so sweet can be.
Chorus
O let me ever hear Thy voice,
In mercy to me speak!
And in my Priest, will I rejoice,
My great Melchizedek.
Verse 2
My Jesus dear shall be my theme,
While in this world I stay;
I’ll sing of Jesus’ lovely name,
When all things else decay.
Chorus
O let me ever hear Thy voice,
In mercy to me speak!
And in my Priest, will I rejoice,
My great Melchizedek.
Verse 3
When I appear in yonder cloud,
With all Thy favored throng,
Then will I sing more sweet, more loud,
And Christ shall be my song.
Chorus
O let me ever hear Thy voice,
In mercy to me speak!
And in my Priest, will I rejoice,
My great Melchizedek.
John Cennick