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<h2>LORD OF GLORY, WHO HAST BOUGHT US</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“Whatever you did for the least of these brothers of Mine, you did for Me.” Matthew 25:40</h3></p>
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<center><b>Hymns Supplied Through the Gracious Generosity<br>of the </b><a href="http://www.hymntime.com/tch/" target = "_blank"><b>Cyber Hymnal Website</b></a><br><br><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/cyberhymnal_info.html" target = "_blank">Information about Cyber Hymnal Website</a></center>
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<td><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_d_y_dykes_jb.jpg" alt="John Bacchus Dykes (1823-1876)" width="133.333333333333" height="200"></td>
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<td><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_a_l_alderson_esd.html" target="_blank">Eliza Sibbald Dykes Alderson</a>, 1864. About this hymn, she said:
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<p>It was the very strong feeling that a tithe of our income was a solemn debt to God and His poor, which inspired it.</p>
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<p><em>Music:</em> “Charitas,” <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_d_y_dykes_jb.html" target="_blank">John Bacchus Dykes</a> </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_c_charitas.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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<li>“Hyfrydol,” <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_p_r_prichard_rh.html" target="_blank">Rowland Huw Prichard</a>, 1830 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_h_hyfrydol.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>Lord of Glory, Who hast bought us with Thy lifeblood as the price,<br>
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Never grudging for the lost ones that tremendous sacrifice;<br>
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And with that hast freely given blessings countless as the sand,<br>
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To the unthankful and the evil with Thine own unsparing hand.</p>
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<p>Grant us hearts, dear Lord, to yield Thee gladly, freely, of Thine own.<br>
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With the sunshine of Thy goodness melt our thankless hearts of stone.<br>
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Till our cold and selfish natures, warmed by Thee, at length believe<br>
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That more happy and more blessed ’tis to give than to receive.</p>
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<p>Wondrous honor hast Thou given to our humblest charity.<br>
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In Thine own mysterious sentence, “Ye have done it unto Me.”<br>
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Can it be, O gracious Master, Thou dost deign for alms to sue,<br>
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Saying by Thy poor and needy, “Give as I have given you”?</p>
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<p>Yes: the sorrow and the suffering, which on every hand we see,<br>
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Channels are for tithes and offerings due by solemn right to Thee;<br>
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Right of which we may not rob Thee, debt we may not choose but pay,<br>
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Lest that face of love and pity turn from us another day.</p>
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<p>Lord of Glory, Who hast bought us with Thy lifeblood as the price,<br>
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Never grudging for the lost ones that tremendous sacrifice;<br>
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Give us faith, to trust Thee boldly; hope, to stay our souls on Thee;<br>
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But O, best of all Thy graces, give us Thine own charity.</p>
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