The Psalms of David ‎#II.XXIX

II.XXIX. Jesus, with all thy Saints above

1 Jesus, with all thy Saints above,
My Tongue would bear her Part,
Would sound aloud thy saving Love,
And sing thy bleeding Heart.

2 Blest be the Lamb, my dearest Lord,
Who bought me with his Blood,
And quench'd his Father's flaming Sword
In his own vital Flood.

3 The Lamb that freed my captive Soul
From Satan's heavy Chains,
And sent the Lion down to howl.
Where Hell and Horror reigns.

4 All Glory to the dying Lamb,
And never-ceasing Praise,
While Angels live to know his Name,
Or Saints to feel his Grace.

Text Information

• First Line: Jesus, with all thy Saints above
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1766
• Topic: Praise to the Redeemer; Redemption by Power; Redemption by Price

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