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PRAISE TO CHRIST |
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.' 2 Great Prophet of my God,
My tongue would bless Thy name; By Thee the joyful news Of our salvation came, The joyful news of sins forgiven, 4
Of hell subdued and peace with heaven.
3 Jesus, my great High Priest, Offered His blood and died; My guilty conscience seeks |
No sacrifice beside: His powerful blood did once atone, And now it pleads before the throne.
My Saviour and my Lord, My conqueror and my king,
Thy scepter and Thy sword, Thy reigning grace I sing:
Thine is the power; behold, I sit,
In willing bonds, beneath Thy feet.
Rev. Isaac Watts, 1709 |
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.2 Praises to Him, in grace who came, To bear our woe, and sin, and shame; Who lived to die, who died to rise, The God-accepted sacrifice. 4
3 Praises to Him Who sheds abroad Within our hearts the love of God; |
The Spirit of all truth and peace, Fountain of joy and holiness!
To Father, Son, and Spirit now The hands we lift, the knees we bow; To Thee, Jehpvah, thus we raise The sinner's endless song of praise.
Rev, Horatjus Bonar, 1856 |
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