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No gospel like this feast Spread for




No Gospel like ths feast
Spread for Thy Church by Thee;
No prophet or evangelist
Preach the glad news so free.


All our redemption cost,
All our redemption won;
All it has won for us, the lost,
All it cost Thee, the Son.


Thine was the bitter price
Ours is the free gift given;
Thine was the blood of sacrifice,
Ours is the wine of heaven.


For Thee the burning thirst,
The shame, the mortal strife,
The broken heart, the piercèd side;
To us the bread of life.


Here we would rest midway,
As on a sacred height;
That darkest and that brightest day
Meeting before our sight:


From that dark depth of woes
Thy love for us hath trod,
Up to the heights of blest repose
Thy love prepares with God;


Till, from self’s chains released,
One sight alone we see,
Still at the cross, as at the feast,
Behold Thee, only Thee!

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LYRICS
Meter: 6 6 8 6 (S.M.)
Writer(s):
    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates:
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      LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
      Hymn/Song Book Year Song #
      1962# 322
      1981# 421
      1964# 539
      1885# 327
      MUSIC
      Name: ST. BRIDE
      Meter: 6 6 8 6 (S.M.)
      Writer(s):
        Dates: 1762
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        6 6 8 6 (S.M.)
        6 6 8 6 (S.M.)
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