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<h2>BEHOLD THE AMAZING GIFT OF LOVE</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“Behold, what manner of love the Father hath bestowed upon us, that we should be called the sons of God.” 1 John 3:1</h3></p>
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<p><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_w_a_watts_i.jpg" alt="Isaac Watts (1674-1748)" align="right" hspace="15" vspace="5" width="132.666666666667" height="184.666666666667"><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_w_a_watts_i.html" target="_blank">Isaac Watts</a>, <em>Sacred Songs and Hymns</em>, 1709; paraphrased by William Cameron, 1781.</p>
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<p><em>Music:</em> “St. Stephen,” William Jones, 1789 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_s_t_ststephn.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>Behold th’amazing gift of love<br>
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The Father hath bestowed<br>
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On us, the sinful sons of men,<br>
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To call us sons of God!</p>
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<p>Concealed as yet this honor lies,<br>
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By this dark world unknown,<br>
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A world that knew not when He came,<br>
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Even God’s eternal Son.</p>
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<p>High is the rank we now possess;<br>
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But higher we shall rise;<br>
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Though what we shall hereafter be<br>
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Is hid from mortal eyes.</p>
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<p>Our souls, we know, when He appears,<br>
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Shall bear His image bright;<br>
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For all His glory, full disclosed,<br>
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Shall open to our sight.</p>
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<p>A hope so great, and so divine,<br>
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May trials well endure;<br>
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And purge the soul from sense and sin,<br>
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As Christ Himself is pure.</p>
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<p><em>This hymn has been much altered over the years. Here is Watts’ original version:</em></p>
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<p>Behold what wondrous grace<br>
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The Father hath bestow’d<br>
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On sinners of a mortal race<br>
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To call them Sons of God!</p>
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<p>’Tis no surprising thing,<br>
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That we should be unknown;<br>
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The Jewish world knew not their King,<br>
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God’s everlasting Son.</p>
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<p>Nor doth it yet appear<br>
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How great we must be made;<br>
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But when we see our Saviour here,<br>
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We shall be like our Head.</p>
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<p>A hope so much divine<br>
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May trials well endure,<br>
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May purge our souls from sense and sin<br>
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As Christ the Lord is pure.</p>
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<p>If in my Father’s love<br>
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I share a filial part,<br>
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Send down Thy Spirit like a dove,<br>
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To rest upon my heart.</p>
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<p>We would no longer lie<br>
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Like slaves beneath the throne;<br>
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My faith shall Abba, Father, cry,<br>
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And Thou the kindred own.</p>
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