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Father, Thy Son beloved leads our praise
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| 1. | Father, Thy Son beloved leads our praise |
| | After the banquet feast is had and done; |
| | How dear, how sweet to Thee the praise He |
| | leads, |
| | And in His praises joining we are one. |
| 2. | Father, we need no goodness more than Thee, |
| | Nor do we seek a love that's less than Thine; |
| | How we adore Thee now that here we know |
| | Thy searchless, uncreated life divine. |
| 3. | Father, within Thy love our love to Thee |
| | Grows, far transcending all our earthly ties; |
| | Thine own dear love in power leads our hearts |
| | Where Thine own presence deeply satisfies. |
| 4. | Father, by joining with Thy Son beloved, |
| | We all with gladness praise Thee now again; |
| | Joyfully feasting on Thy holy love, |
| | Tasting, as sons, the sweetness of Thy name. |