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1 Now joyful strains we lift on high,
Amid the faithful throng
Of those who Jesus magnify
In sweet and holy song.
2 We render thanks, and bless the Lord,
Who died our souls to save;
Through whom to heavenly peace restored
We fear no more the grave.
3 With saints, who all triumphantly
In paradise record,
O’er sin and death, the victory,
We strike the silver chord.
4 With angel hosts that dwell above,
And weave their golden lays
Around the throne of truth and love,
We glad hosannas raise.
5 We celebrate the glorious name
Of earth’s Redeemer king;
Our tongues aloud His power proclaim,
In heart His grace we sing.Source: The Cyber Hymnal #10716