The Cyber Hymnal ‎#4712

4712. Oh, Bliss of the Purified

1. Oh, bliss of the purified, bliss of the free,
I plunge in the crimson tide opened for me;
O’er sin and uncleanness exulting I stand,
And point to the print of the nails in His hand.

Refrain
Oh, sing of His mighty love,
Sing of His mighty love,
Sing of His mighty love,
Mighty to save.

2. Oh, bliss of the purified! Jesus is mine,
No longer in dread condemnation I pine;
In conscious salvation I sing of His grace,
Who lifted upon me the light of His face. [Refrain]

3. Oh, bliss of the purified! bliss of the pure!
No wound hath the soul that His blood cannot cure;
No sorrow-bowed head but may sweetly find rest,
No tears—but may dry them on Jesus’ breast. [Refrain]

4. O Jesus the Crucified! Thee will I sing,
My blessèd Redeemer, my God and my King;
My soul, filled with rapture, shall shout o’er the grave,
And triumph in death in the Mighty to Save. [Refrain]

Text Information

• First Line: Oh, bliss of the purified, bliss of the free
• Title: Oh, Bliss of the Purified
• Author: Francis Bottome (1869)
• Refrain First Line: Oh, sing of His mighty love
• Language: English
• Copyright: Public Domain

Tune Information

• Name: [Oh, bliss of the purified, bliss of the free]
• Composer: William Bachelder Bradbury, 1816-1868
• Incipit: 55671 71212 32117
• Key: C Major
• Copyright: Public Domain