The blood of Jesus, catch the strain

1 The blood of Jesus! catch the strain,
Ye royal sons of truth;
And let the theme proclaim His reign,
Fresh with eternal youth;
The blood of Jesus! grander grows
This wondrous song of love,
Until the heart with rapture flows,
And joins the harps above.

2 The blood of Jesus! O ye choirs
Before the Father’s throne,
With gladness touch your trembling lyres,
And make His glories known;
The blood of Jesus! higher still
The charming anthem raise,
And let its grandeur sweetly fill
The universe of praise.

3 The blood of Jesus! O ye band
Of saints redeemed above,
No angel in that heavenly land
Can sing your song of love;
The blood of Jesus! join the lay,
Ye pilgrims here below,
Till, in the realms of perfect day,
The glad new song ye know.

Source: The Cyber Hymnal #9173