115 - 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.

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.

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

3.

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.

4.

In garments glorious He will come, To open wide the door; And I shall enter my heav’nly home, To dwell forevermore.

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