214. Ivory Palaces

  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.

    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.

  3. His garments were in cassia dipped,

    With healing in a touch;

    Each time my feet in some sin have slipped,

    He took me from its clutch.

  4. In garments glorious He will come,

    To open wide the door;

    And I shall enter my heavenly home,

    To dwell forever more.

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