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.