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Benjamin Milgrove
(1731 - 1810)
How shall I speak my Saviour's worth
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Milgrove was Precentor of the Countess of Huntingdon's Chapel in Bath (see illustration). This setting comes from his first (of three) collections of "hymns as they are sung at the Right Honourable the Countess of Huntingdon's chappel in Bath". The general congregation (sometimes divided into men and women) should sing the Air, accompanying harmonies to be taken by the choir.
Lyrics: Christopher Batty
How shall I speak my Saviour's worth,
Or tell the love he bears to me?
Shall I begin to sing his birth,
Or follow Him to Calvary?
Yes, this I'll tell my brethren dear,
And call them to receive his grace;
For now his righteousness is near,
And free for all the fallen race.
His tender arms are open still,
Returning sinners to receive;
Steady his mind, and fixed his will
To save whoever shall believe.
He waits with pardon in his hand,
And longs that you the same might share:
Come, sinners, at his mild command;
His name forbids your hearts to fear.
How shall I speak my Saviour's worth,
Or tell the love he bears to me?
Shall I begin to sing his birth,
Or follow Him to Calvary?
Yes, this I'll tell my brethren dear,
And call them to receive his grace;
For now his righteousness is near,
And free for all the fallen race.
His tender arms are open still,
Returning sinners to receive;
Steady his mind, and fixed his will
To save whoever shall believe.
He waits with pardon in his hand,
And longs that you the same might share:
Come, sinners, at his mild command;
His name forbids your hearts to fear.