Hymn: Ivory Palaces
Author: Henry Barraclough (1891-1983)
1. 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.
And myrrh their texture fills;
Its fragrance reached to this heart of mine,
With joy my being thrills.
Refrain:
Out of the ivory palaces,
Into a world of woe,
Only his great, eternal love
Made my Savior go.
2. His life had also its sorrows sore,
For aloes had a part;
And when I think of the cross he bore,
My eyes with teardrops start.
For aloes had a part;
And when I think of the cross he bore,
My eyes with teardrops start.
3. In garments glorious He will come,
To open wide the door;
And I shall enter my heav‵nly home,
To dwell forevermore.
To open wide the door;
And I shall enter my heav‵nly home,
To dwell forevermore.
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