agosto 13, 2003

Laudamus Te

Object of our praise,
Sovereign of our wills;
Father, all our hearts in worship,
All Thy being fills.

Died and risen Lamb,
Jesus, God the Son;
Once for all Thy perfect priesthood
Thine elect has won.

Spirit of the Lord,
Holy, gentle breath;
By Thy power we are living,
Who had walked in death.

Not for our own worth,
Thou hast changed our ways;
Lord, by that Thou workest in us,
Now accept our praise.

Posted by kcourter at agosto 13, 2003 3:03 PM
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