Society hymns, original and selected on evangelical and experimental subjects ‎#XII

XII. Praise for Redemption

1 Come, ye redeem'd by Jesus' blood,
Your grateful songs employ;
He brought your wand'ring souls to God,
And turn'd your grief to joy.

2 Think, ransom'd sinner, what a price
Was paid to set you free!
Th' Eternal Son was nail'd and dy'd
Upon the bloody tree.

3 Our yielding hearts cannot be cold,
While viewing such a scene!
E'en nature trembled to behold
The suff'rings of her King!

4 The massy rocks in sunder clave,
When Jesus clos'd his eyes;
The sleeping saints leap'd from their graves,
And darkness spread the skies.

5 Mysterious grace! all-conquering love!
Too deep for angels' ken:
That he whom seraphs praise above,
Should die for guilty men.

6 Then join, ye ransom'd in the song,
And, while ye taste his love,
Let every saint the them prolong,
Till call'd to praise above.

Text Information

• First Line: Come, ye redeem'd by Jesus' blood
• Title: Praise for Redemption
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1790

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