182. Plunged in a gulf of dark despair

1 Plunged in a gulf of dark despair,
We wretched sinners lay,
Without one cheerful beam of hope
Or spark of glimmering day.

2 With pitying eyes the Prince of Grace
Behold our helpless grief;
He saw, and--oh, amazing love!--
He ran to our relief.

3 Down from the shining seats above,
With joyful haste he fled,
Entered the grave in mortal flesh,
And dwelt among the dead.

4 Oh, for this love, let rocks and hills
Their lasting silence break,
And all harmonious human tongues
The Saviour's praises speak.

5 Angels, assist our mighty joys,
Strike all your harps of gold;
But when you raise your highest notes,
His love can ne'er be told.

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First Line: Plunged in a gulf of dark despair
Author: Watts
Meter: C. M.
Publication Date: 1873
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Topic: Christ: Sufferings and Death; Our Delivery
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