The Stennetts of England - Joseph Stennett - Hymn Poems

The great Redeemer we adore

The great Redeemer we adore,
Who came the lost to seek and save
Went humbly down from Jordan's shore,
To find a tomb beneath a wave.

"Thus it becomes us to fulfil
"All righteousness, he meekly laid
Why shou'd we then to do his will,
Or be asham'd, or be afraid?

With thee into thy watry tomb,
Lord, 'tis our glory to descend;
'Tis wondrous grace that gives us room
To lie inter'd by such a friend!

But a much more tempestuous flood
O'erwhelm'd thy body and thy soul:
That's plung'd in tears, and sweat, and blood,
And over this black terrors roll.

Yet as the yielding waves give way,
To let us fee the light again:
So on thy resurrection-day
The bands of death prov'd weak and vain.

Thus when thou shalt again appear,
The gates of death shall open wide;
Our dust thy powerful voice shall hear,
Shall rise and triumph at thy side.

These now vile bodies then shall wear
A glorious form resembling thine:
To be dissolv'd no more shall fear,
But with immortal beauty thine.<

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