Ivory Palaces

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.

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.

Out of the Ivory palaces
Into a world of woe,
Only His great eternal love
Made my savior go.

His garments too were in cassia dipped,
With healing in a touch;
Each time my feet in some sin have slipped,
He took me from its clutch.

Out of the Ivory palaces
Into a world of woe,
Only His great eternal love
Made my savior go.

In garments glorious He will come,
To open wide the door;
And I shall enter my heavn'ly home,
To dwell forevermore.

Out of the Ivory palaces
Into a world of woe,
Only His great eternal love
Made my savior go.

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