Thou great Redeemer, dying lamb, We love to hear Thee; No music's like Thy charming name. Nor half so sweet can be . (2ce)

O may we ever hear Thy voice In mercy to us speak! And in our Priest we will rejoice, Thou great Melchizedek!

Our Jesus shall be still our theme While in this world we stay; We'll sing our Jesus' lovely name When all things else decay.

When we appear in yonder cloud, With that favoured throng, Then will we sing more sweet, more loud And Christ shall be our song.