Hymn 242: Lord Jesus, Thou Thy Church

Verse 1

Lord Jesus, Thou Thy Church

has grace’d 

With gifts supernal and divine 

Gifts of Thy Spirit pure and chaste 

With heav’nly lustre here to shine,

Ascending to Thy Father’s throne,

Thou has bestow’d them on Thine own.

Verse 2

In Thee, our living Head, are stor’d 

Treasures of wisdom, light and

love;

On us, Thy members, Thou hast [pour’d

This wealth of blessing from

above.

Oh, May we prove, this very hour,

The nine-fold splendour of Thy power!

Verse 3

Speak, Lord! By word of Wisdom

pure,

Thy will reveal, Thy mind impart;

By word of knowledge, swift and

sure,

Illume, Instruct and guide each [heart,

So shall we trace Thy way divine,

Line upon line, in clear design.

Verse 4

Thy mighty faith on us bestow,

Beyond our measure or our 

thought;

Let gifts of healing from Thee flow,

And wonders in Thy name be 

wrought.

Make bare Thine arm, confirm Thy

word,

That all may own Thee Christ and [Lord!

Verse 5

Touch Thou our lips! We should aspire 

To speak the praises of Thy love, 

Gifted with pure prophetic fire

And holy unction from above;

Whilst, Through Ty searching Spirit,

taught

The secret springs of life and [thought,

Verse 6

With tongues of men or seraph 

strain

Speak forth Thy words in praise, [in prayer;

Then make each heaven-sent message

plain,

That we Thy glories may declare.

Grace every gift with love’s high theme:

Yea, reign o’er all, O love supreme!