The Thorns on Thy Brow

Gracie’s hymns for today are My Jesus I Love Thee; O Love that Will Not Let Me Go; May the Mind of Christ My Savior.

Lyrics (via hymnary.org)

MY JESUS, I LOVE THEE, by William R. Featherston
1 My Jesus, I love thee, I know thou art mine;
for thee all the follies of sin I resign;
my gracious Redeemer, my Savior art thou;
if ever I loved thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.

2 I love thee because thou hast first loved me
and purchased my pardon on Calvary’s tree;
I love thee for wearing the thorns on thy brow;
if ever I loved thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.

3 I’ll love thee in life, I will love thee in death,
and praise thee as long as thou lendest me breath,
and say when the deathdew lies cold on my brow:
If ever I loved thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.

4 In mansions of glory and endless delight,
I’ll ever adore thee in heaven so bright;
I’ll sing with the glittering crown on my brow:
If ever I loved thee, my Jesus, ’tis now. 

O LOVE THAT WILL NOT LET ME GO, by George Matheson
1 O Love that will not let me go,
I rest my weary soul in thee.
I give thee back the life I owe, 
that in thine ocean depths its flow 
may richer, fuller be.

2 O Light that follows all my way,
I yield my flick’ring torch to thee.
My heart restores its borrowed ray, 
that in thy sunshine’s blaze its day 
may brighter, fairer be. 

3 O Joy that seekest me through pain,
I cannot close my heart to thee. 
I trace the rainbow through the rain, 
and feel the promise is not vain, 
that morn shall tearless be.

4 O Cross that liftest up my head, 
I dare not ask to fly from thee.
I lay in dust, life’s glory dead, 
and from the ground there blossoms red, 
life that shall endless be.

MAY THE MIND OF CHRIST, MY SAVIOR, by Kate B. Wilkinson
1 May the mind of Christ, my Savior, 
Live in me from day to day,
By his love and pow’r controlling 
All I do and say.

2 May the word of God dwell richly 
In my heart from hour to hour,
So that all may see I triumph 
Only through his pow’r.

3 May the peace of God, my Father, 
Rule my life in ev’rything,
That I may be calm to comfort 
Sick and sorrowing.

4 May the love of Jesus fill me 
As the waters fill the sea.
Him exalting, self abasing:
This is victory.

5 May we run the race before us, 
Strong and brave to face the foe,
Looking only unto Jesus 
As we onward go.