1 We sing the praise of Him who died,
Of Him who died upon the cross;
The sinner's hope let all deride;
For this we count the world but loss.
2 Inscribed upon the cross we see,
In shining letters, "God is love."
He bears our sins upon the tree;
He brings us mercy from above.
3 The cross! It takes our guilt away;
It holds the fainting spirit up;
It cheers with hope the gloomy day
And sweetens ev'ry bitter cup.
4 It makes the coward spirit brave,
And nerves the feeble arm for fight;
It takes its terror from the grave
And gilds the bed of death with light;
5 The balm of life, the cure of woe,
The measure and the pledge of love,
The sinner's refuge here below,
The angels' theme in heav'n above.
6 To Christ, who won for sinners grace
By bitter grief and anguish sore,
Be praise from all the ransomed race
Forever and forevermore.
|First Line:||We sing the praise of Him who died|
|Title:||We Sing the Praise of Him Who Died|
|Author (sts. 1-5):||Thomas Kelly, 1769-1855|
|Source:||Hymns Ancient and Modern, 1861 (st. 6)|
|Composer (attributed to):||Daniel Read, 1757-1836|
|Source:||Lutheran Book of Worship, 1978 (Setting)|
|Hymn Harmonizations, Set 5|