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PRAISE TO THE REDEEMER




O that I had a seraph's fire,
His rapturous song and golden lyre,
To chant the love and grace supreme,
Revealed as in the gospel scheme.


Here's pardon for transgressions past.
It matters not how black their cast;
And, O my soul, with wonder view,
For sins to come, here's pardon too.


When Jesus died, their debts were paid,
Whose sin lay on this Scape Goat's head ;
Was to the trackless desert drove,
And buried in eternal love.


In this abyss of love profound,
When sought for they shall not be found;
Hid from Jehovah's piercing eye,
There, in oblivion's shades, they lie.


The nation thus redeemed from sin,
Were chosen, loved, and blest in him;
And while he lives, they ne'er shall die,
For they are his by covenant-tie.

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LYRICS
Meter: 8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
Writer(s):
    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates:
      Bible Refs: Lev 16:9-22;
      LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
      Hymn/Song Book Year Song #
      1815# 128
      MUSIC
      Name: DUKE STREET
      Meter: 8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
      Writer(s):
        Dates: 1793
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