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My chains are snapt the bonds of sin




My chains are snapt,
the bonds of sin are broken,
And I am free;
O let the triumphs
of His grace be spoken,
Who died for me.


O death! O grave!
I do not dread your power,
The ransom’s paid;
On Jesus, in that dark
and dreadful hour,
My guilt was laid.


Yes, Jesus bore it, bore,
in love unbounded,
What none can know;
He passed through death,
and gloriously confounded
Our every foe.


And now He’s risen,
proclaim the joyful story,
The Lord’s on high;
And we in Him are raised
to endless glory,
And ne’er can die.


We wait to see the
Morning Star appearing
In glory bright;
This blessèd hope illumes,
with beams most cheering,
The hours of night.

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LYRICS
Meter: 11 4 11 4
Writer(s):
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      LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
      Hymn/Song Book Year Song #
      1981# 152
      MUSIC
      Name: PALM
      Meter: 11 4 11 4
      Writer(s):
        Dates:
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        Hymn/Song Book Song # Key
        # 152Eb
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