“Oh! what matchless condescension;”


 
A hymn written by W. Gadsby

(1)

Oh! what matchless condescension
    The eternal God displays,
Claiming our supreme attention
    To His boundless works and ways;
        His own glory
    He reveals in Gospel days.

(2)

In the Person of the Saviour
    His majesty is seen,
Love and justice shine for ever;
    And, without a veil between,
        Men approach Him,
And rejoice in His dear name.

(3)

Would we view His highest glory;
    Here it shines in Jesus' face;
Sing and tell the pleasing story,
    O ye sinners saved by grace;
        And with pleasure,
Bid the guilty Him embrace.

(4)

In His highest work, redemption,
    See His glory in a blaze;
Nor can angels ever mention
    Aught that more of God displays;
        Grace and justice
    Here unite to endless days.

(5)

True, 'tis sweet and solemn pleasure,
    God to view in Christ the Lord;
Here He smiles, and smiles for ever;
    May my soul His name record,
        Praise and bless Him,
    And His wonders spread abroad.