Misc Praise Songs - Immanuels land

O C^Fhrist, He ^Cis the f^Dmountain, The d^Bbeep sweet ^Fwell of ^Clove! The s^Ftreams on ^Bbearth I've ^Dmtast^Ced, More d^Bbeep I'll d^Crink a^Fbove! There, ^Bbto an ^Bbmocean ^Dmfullness, His ^Bbmercy doth ex^Fpand. And glory, ^Dmglory ^Cdwell^Bbeth... ^DmIn Imm^Canuel's ^Fland.

With ^Fmercy ^Cand with ^Dmjudgment My w^Bbeb of ^Ftime He ^Cwove, And ^Faye the ^Bbdews of ^Dmsorr^Cow Were ^Bblustred ^Cwith His ^Flove. I'll ^Bbbless the ^Bbmhand that ^Dmguided, I'll ^Bbbless the heart that ^Fplanned, When throned where ^Dmglory ^Cdwel^Bbleth... ^DmIn Imm^Canuel's l^Fand.

Oh! ^FI am ^Cmy Be^Dmloved's, And ^Bbmy Bel^Foved's ^Cmine! He ^Fbrings a ^Bbpoor vile ^Dmsinn^Cer I^Bbnto His ^Chouse of ^Fwine! I ^Bbstand u^Bbmpon His ^Dmmerit, I ^Bbknow no other ^Fstand, Not even where ^Dmglory d^Cwell^Bbeth... ^DmIn Im^Cmanuel's l^Fand.

The ^Fbride eyes ^Cnot her g^Dmarment, But ^Bbher dear ^FBridegroom's ^Cface: I ^Fwill not ^Bbgaze at ^Dmglor^Cy, But ^Bbon my ^CKing of ^Fgrace – Not ^Bbat the ^Bbmcrown He ^Dmgiveth, But ^Bbon His pierced ^Fhand: The Lamb is ^Dmall the g^Clor^Bby... ^DmOf Im^Cmanuel's ^Fland.