Divine Songs by Isaac Watts
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And our full ransom paid.
5 Behold him rising from the grave; Behold him rais'd on high: He pleads his merits there to save Transgressors doom'd to die. 6 There on a glorious throne, he reigns, And by his power divine Redeems us from the slavish chains Of Satan, and of sin. 7 Thence shall the Lord to judgment come, And, with a sovereign voice, Shall call, and break up every tomb, While waking saints rejoice. 8 O may I then with joy appear Before the Judge's face, And, with the blest assembly there, Sing his redeeming grace! Song 4. _Praise for Mercies Spiritual and Temporal_. 1 Whene'er I take my walks abroad, How many poor I see? What shall I render to my God For all his gifts to me? |
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