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Great Captain of salvation,
Now crowned with highest glory,
Joyful we raise
Our songs of praise,
And lowly bow before Thee;
We worship and adore Thee,
Each heart and tongue confessing
Worthy to reign,
The Lamb once slain,
Of honour, power, and blessing.
Thou hast the cross endured
In love beyond all measure,
The curse, the grave,
Thy saints to save,
And have us as Thy treasure;
We see Thee as the Victim
Our sins and sorrows bearing;
The Lamb, once slain,
Alive again,
The crown of glory wearing.
Head of the new creation,
To God's right hand ascended,
Thy saints rejoice
With heart and voice
Before Thy feet low bended;
We own Thee, Lord, exulting
In all Thy joy and glory;
And long to be
On high with Thee,
Where all shall bow before Thee.
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Meter:
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8 7 8 7 Iambic
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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BISHOPGARTHE
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8 7 8 7 D Iambic
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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| # 550 | A | | # 362 | E | | # 67 | E | | # 278 | E | | # 302 | F | | # 964 | F |
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