Hymns, Selected and Original ‎#156

156. Well, the Redeemer's gone

1 Well, the Redeemer's gone
T' appear before our God,
To sprinkle o'er the flaming throne
With his atoning blood.

2 No fiery vengeance now,
Nor burning wrath comes down;
If justice call for sinners' blood,
The Saviour shows his own.

3 Before his father's eye
Our humble suit he moves,
The Father lays his thunder by,
And looks, and smiles, and loves.

4 Now may our joyful tongues
Our Maker's honor sing,
Jesus the priest receives our songs,
And bears them to the King.

5 [We bow before his face,
And sound his glories high,
"Hosanna to the God of grace
That lays his thunder by.]

6 "On earth thy mercy reigns,
And triumphs all above;"
But, Lord, how weak are mortal strains
To speak immortal love!

Text Information

• First Line: Well, the Redeemer's gone
• Meter: S. M.
• Publication Date: 1828
• Topic: Christ: Resurrection, Ascension, Intercession and Glory; Christ's Intercession

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