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We Sing His Love, Who Once Was Slain

Author: Rowland Hill, 1744-1833 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7673 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Refrain First Line: Soon shall the trumpet sound, and we Lyrics: 1. We sing His love, who once was slain, Who soon o’er death revived again, That all His saints through Him might have Eternal conquests o’er the grave. Refrain Soon shall the trumpet sound, and we Shall rise to immortality. 2. The saints who now with Jesus sleep His own almighty power shall keep, Till dawns the bright illustrious day When death itself shall die away. [Refrain] 3. How loud shall our glad voices sing, When Christ His risen saints shall bring, From beds of dust and silent clay, To realms of everlasting day! [Refrain] 4. When Jesus we in glory meet, Our utmost joys shall be complete, When landed on that heavenly shore, Death and the curse will be no more. [Refrain] 5. Hasten, dear Lord, the glorious day, And this delightful scene display, When all Thy saints from death shall rise Raptured in bliss beyond the skies. [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: REST (Stainer)

We sing His love, Who once was slain

Author: Rowland Hill Hymnal: The Westminster Abbey Hymn-Book #156 (1897) Languages: English Tune Title: [We sing His love, Who once was slain]

We sing His love, who once was slain

Author: Rowland Hill Hymnal: The Hymnal #616 (1895) Lyrics: 1 We sing His love, who once was slain, Who soon o'er death revived again, That all His saints through Him might have Eternal conquests o'er the grave: Soon shall the trumpets sound, and we Shall rise to immortality. 2 The saints who now with Jesus sleep His own almighty power shall keep, Till dawns the bright illustrious day When death itself shall die away: Soon shall the trumpets sound, and we Shall rise to immortality. 3 How loud shall our glad voices sing, When Christ His risen saints shall bring, From beds of dust and silent clay, To realms of everlasting day! Soon shall the trumpets sound, and we Shall rise to immortality. 4 When Jesus we in glory meet, Our utmost joy shall be complete; When landed on that heavenly shore, Death and the curse shall be no more: Soon shall the trumpets sound, and we Shall rise to immortality. 5 Hasten, dear Lord, the glorious day, And this delightful scene display, When all Thy saints from death shall rise Raptured in bliss beyond the skies: Soon shall the trumpets sound, and we Shall rise to immortality. Amen.