Ivory palaces
My Lord has garments so wondrous fine,
And myrrh their texture fills;
Its fragrance reached to this heart of mine,
With joy my being thrills.
Chorus:
Out of the ivory palaces,
Into a world of woe,
Only His great, eternal love
Made my Savior go.
His life has also its sorrows sore,
For aloes had a part;
And when I think of the cross He bore,
My eyes with tear-drops start.
His garments too were in cassia dipped,
With healing in a touch;
Each time my feet in some sin have slipped,
He took me form its clutch.
In garments glorious He will come,
To open wide the door;
And I shall enter my heav’nly home,
To dwell forevermore.
Jesu, joy of man’s desiring,
Holy wisdom, love most bright;
Drawn by Thee, our souls aspiring
Soar to uncreated light.
Word of God, our flesh that fashioned,
With the fire of life impassioned,
Striving still to truth unknown,
Soaring, dying round Thy throne.
Through the way where hope is guiding,
Hark, what peaceful music rings;
Where the flock, in Thee confiding,
Drink of joy from deathless springs.
Theirs is beauty’s fairest pleasure;
Theirs is wisdom’s holiest treasure.
Thou dost ever lead Thine own
In the love of joys unknown.
Jesus breaks every fetter
Jesus breaks ev’ry fetter,
Jesus breaks ev’ry fetter,
Jesus breaks ev’ry fetter,
And He sets me free.
I am now on the altar,
I am now on the altar,
I am now on the altar
Which was made for me.
I will never doubt my Savior,
I will never doubt my Savior,
I will never doubt my Savior,
For He cleanses me.
I will rest on His promise,
I will rest on His promise,
I will rest on His promisev
Which is given to me
I will shout Hallelujah!
I will shout Hallelujah!
I will shout Hallelujah!
For He sets me free.