106. Come, let us lift our voices high

1 [Come, let us lift our voices high,
High as our joys arise,
And join the songs above the sky,
Where pleasure never dies.

2 [Jesus, the God that fought and bled,
And conquer'd when he fell;
That rose, and at his chariot wheels
Dragged all the pow'rs of hell.

3 [Jesus, our God, invites us here
To this triumphal feast,
And brings immortal blessings down
For each redeemed guest.]

4 The Lord, how glorious is his face!
How kind his smiles appear!
And oh! what melting words he says
To ev'ry humble ear.

5 "For you, the children of my love,
It was for you I dy'd;
Behold my hands, behold my feet,
And look into my side!

6 "These are the wounds for you I bore,
The tokens of my pains,
When I came down to free your souls
From misery and chains.

7 "Justice unsheath'd its fiery sword,
And plung'd it in my heart;
Infinite pangs for you I bore,
And most tormenting smart.

8 "When hell, and all its spiteful pow'rs,
Stood dreadful in my way,
To rescue those dear lives of yours,
I gave my own away.

"But while I bled, and groan'd, and dy'd,
I ruin'd Satan's throne;
High on my cross I hung, and spy'd
The monster tumbling down.

10 "Now you must triumph at my feast,
And taste my flesh, my blood,
And live eternal ages blest,
For 'tis immortal food."

11 [Victorious God! what can we pay
For favours so divine?
We would devote our hearts away
To be for ever thine.]

12 We give thee, Lord, our highest praise,
The tribute of our tongues;
But themes so infinite as these
Exceed our noblest songs.

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First Line: Come, let us lift our voices high
Language: English
Publication Date: 1803
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