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We sing the Saviour's wondrous death He




We sing the Saviour's wondrous death--
He conquer'd when he fell:
'Tis finish'd, said his dying breath,
And shook the gates of hell.


'Tis finish'd, our Immanuel cries,
The dreadful work is done;
Hence shall his sov'reign throne arise,
His kingdom is begun.


His cross a sure foundation laid
For glory and renown,
When through the regions of the dead
He pass'd to reach the crown.


Raise your devotion, mortal tongues,
His praises to record;
Sweet be the accents of your songs
To your victorious Lord.


Bright angels, strike your loudest strings,
Your sweetest voices raise;
Let heav'n and all created things
Sound our Immanuel's praise!

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LYRICS
Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
Writer(s):
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      Hymn/Song Book Year Song #
      1853# 23
      MUSIC
      Name: BELMONT
      Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
      Writer(s):
        Dates: 1812
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