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| Father, Thy Son beloved leads our praise 
 
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|  | 1. | Father, Thy Son beloved leads our praise | 
|  |  | After the banquet feast is had and done; | 
|  |  | How dear, how sweet to Thee the praise He | 
|  |  | leads, | 
|  |  | And in His praises joining we are one. | 
|  | 2. | Father, we need no goodness more than Thee, | 
|  |  | Nor do we seek a love that's less than Thine; | 
|  |  | How we adore Thee now that here we know | 
|  |  | Thy searchless, uncreated life divine. | 
|  | 3. | Father, within Thy love our love to Thee | 
|  |  | Grows, far transcending all our earthly ties; | 
|  |  | Thine own dear love in power leads our hearts | 
|  |  | Where Thine own presence deeply satisfies. | 
|  | 4. | Father, by joining with Thy Son beloved, | 
|  |  | We all with gladness praise Thee now again; | 
|  |  | Joyfully feasting on Thy holy love, | 
|  |  | Tasting, as sons, the sweetness of Thy name. |