Christian Praise ‎#37p

37p. We sing the Saviour's wondrous death--

1 We sing the Saviour's wondrous death--
He conquer'd when he fell;
'Tis finish'd, said his dying breath,
And shook the gates of hell.

2 'Tis finish'd, our Immanuel cries,
The dreadful work is done;
Hence shall his sov'reign throne arise,
His kingdom is begun.

3 His cross a sure foundation laid
For glory and renown,
When through the regions of the dead
He pass'd to reach the crown.

4 Raise your devotion, mortal tongues,
His praises to record;
Sweet be the accents of your songs
To your victorious Lord.

5 Bright angles, strike yourloudest strings,
Your sweetest voices raise;
Let heav'n and all created things
Sound our Immanuel's praise.

Text Information

• First Line: We sing the Saviour's wondrous death--
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1853

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