Attend, While God’s Exalted Son

Attend

while God’s ex­alt­ed Son

Doth His own glo­ries show:

“Behold

I sit up­on My throne

Creating all things new.

“Nature and sin are passed away

And the old Ad­am dies;

My hands a new foun­da­tion lay

See the new world arise.

I’ll be a Sun of Right­eous­ness

To the new heav’ns I make;

None but the new­born heirs of grace

My glo­ries shall par­take.

Mighty Re­deem­er! set me free

From my old state of sin;

O make my soul alive to Thee

Create new pow­ers with­in.

Renew mine eyes

and form mine ears

And mold my heart afresh;

Give me new pas­sions

joys

and fears

And turn the stone to flesh.

Far from the re­gions of the dead

From sin

and earth

and hell

In the new world that grace has made

I would for ev­er dwell.