Spiritual Melody Containing near Three Hundred Sacred Hymns. By Benjamin Keach |
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HYMN 178.
A Hymn of Praise after the Lord's Supper.
Wonders of Grace.
O let us all with chearful voice
Sweet Halleluja's sing;
And magnifie the Lord most high,
Our glorious God and King,
Sweet Halleluja's sing;
And magnifie the Lord most high,
Our glorious God and King,
Who wond'rous things for us hast done,
Which all our Eyes behold,
In saving of his sinking Church,
As in the days of old.
Which all our Eyes behold,
In saving of his sinking Church,
As in the days of old.
Let us loud Praise proclaim always,
And godly also live
Continually both night and day,
And glory to him give.
And godly also live
Continually both night and day,
And glory to him give.
Let Christ be had in great esteem,
And lifted up on high;
O let us all remember him
Who for us all did die.
And lifted up on high;
O let us all remember him
Who for us all did die.
How did he, Lord, with bitter cryes
Make known his grief to thee,
Whilst languishing his Body hung
For us upon the Tree.
Make known his grief to thee,
Whilst languishing his Body hung
For us upon the Tree.
Unto the Cross they did thee nail,
Thy Sides they pierc'd also;
O let us all apply thy Blood
Which from thy Wounds did flow.
Thy Sides they pierc'd also;
O let us all apply thy Blood
Which from thy Wounds did flow.
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Its precious vertue we receive,
To purge and make us white,
That through it we might all indeed
Be lovely in thy sight.
To purge and make us white,
That through it we might all indeed
Be lovely in thy sight.
Lord, didst thou die that we might live?
O let us sigh and mourn,
With fervent hearts unfeignedly,
To think what thou hast born
O let us sigh and mourn,
With fervent hearts unfeignedly,
To think what thou hast born
To save our Souls from Wrath and Hell,
That we might changed be,
And so at last in Heaven dwell
To all eternity.
That we might changed be,
And so at last in Heaven dwell
To all eternity.
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