Oh Could We Speak the Matchless Worth - Samuel Medley

Oh, could we speak the matchless worth —

Oh, could we sound the glories forth

Oh, could we speak the matchless worth —

Oh, could we sound the glories forth

Which in the Saviour shine,

To God and Christ what praise we’d bring

The song which soon in heav’n will ring,

Extolling grace divine!

We’d sing the precious blood He spilt,

Our ransom from the dreadful guilt —

From sin and wrath divine!

We’d sing His glorious righteousness,

In which all-perfect, heav’nly dress

Our souls shall ever shine! 

We’d sing the characters He bears,

And all the forms of love He wears,

Exalted on the throne!

In loftiest songs of sweetest praise,

We would through everlasting days

Make all His glories known! 

Soon that delightful day will come

When our dear Lord will bring us home,

And we shall see His face!

Then with our Saviour, Lord and Friend,

A blest eternity we’ll spend,

Triumphant in His grace!

Samuel Medley