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He dies! the Friend of sinners dies!
Lo! Salem’s daughters weep around;
A solemn darkness veils the skies,
A sudden trembling shakes the ground.
Draw near, and trace in sad review,
His grief, who groaned beneath your load;
He gave his precious life for you,
The ransom of your soul, to God.
But lo! the Lord forsakes the tomb;
In vain his foes forbid his rise;
Angelic legions guard him home,
And shout him welcome to the skies.
Cease, cease your tears, ye saints, and tell
How high our great Deliverer reigns;
Sing how he spoiled the hosts of hell,
And led his captive, Death, in chains.
Sing, “Live for ever, wond’rous King,
Born to redeem, and strong to save;
Thine arm hath torn from death its sting,
And snatched the victory from the grave.”
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Bible Refs:
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Rev 1:18;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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| 1853 | # 219 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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STORRS
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Dates:
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1883
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ALTERNATIVE TUNES
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Name
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| 8 8 8 8 (L.M.) | | 8 8 8 8 (L.M.) |
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