Lord, thine image Thou hast lent me (Benjamin Milgrove)

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Editor: Christopher Shaw (submitted 2012-12-01).   Score information: A4, 2 pages, 54 kB   Copyright: Personal
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Title: Lord, thine image Thou hast lent me
Composer: Benjamin Milgrove
Lyricist: Angelus Silesius (trans. Anon)

Number of voices: 3vv   Voicing: STB
Genre: SacredHymn

Language: English
Instruments: Organ

First published: 1768 in Sixteen hymns, no.  

Description: The general congregation (sometimes divided into men and women) should sing the Air, accompanying harmonies to be taken by the choir.

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Original text and translations

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Lord, thine image Thou hast lent me
In thy never fading love,
When I fell, yet Thou hast sent me
Full redemption from above.
Sacred love I long to be
Thine for all eternity.

Love, to bliss thou hast ordained
Me, e'er I began to be;
God of love, thou'st not disdained
To become a man like me:
Love almighty and divine,
I would be for ever thine.

Love, who hast for me endured
All the pains of death and hell;
Love, whose suff'rings have procured
More for me than tongues can tell:
Sacred love, I long to be
Thine to all eternity.

Love, my life and my salvation,
Light and truth, eternal word,
Thou alone dost consolation
To my sinking soul afford:
Love almighty and divine,
I would be for ever thine.

To thy blessed yoke Thou'rt tying
Me with cords of grace and love;
While my heart is ever crying,
May I come and faithful prove.
Sacred love, I long to prove
Thine to all eternity.

Love, who wilt for ever love me,
Intercessor for my soul,
Who sustains me, light or heavy,
On thy priestly breast or roll:
Love almighty and divine,
I would be for ever thine.

Love, who wilt hereafter raise me
From the grave and bed of death;
Love whose final zeal arrays me
With a garland 'mong the just:
Sacred love I long to be
Thine for all eternity.