CXXVII. A dying Saviour

1 He dies! the heav'nly lover dies!
The tidings strike a doleful sound
On my poor heart-strings: deep he lies,
In the cold caverns of the ground.

2 Come saints, and drop a tear or two,
On the dear bosom of your GOD,
He shed a thousand drops for you,
A thousand drops of richest blood.

3 Here's love and grief beyond degree,
The Lord of glory dies for men!
But lo, what sudden joys I see!
JESUS the dea, revives again.

4 Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell
How high our great deliverer reigns;
Sing how he spoil'd the hosts of hell,
And led the monster death in chains.

5 Say, live for ever wondrous King!
Born to redeem, and strong to save!
Then ask the monster, where's his sting,
And where's thy victory, boasting grave?

Text Information
First Line: He dies! the heav'nly lover dies!
Title: A dying Saviour
Meter: Long Metre
Language: English
Publication Date: 1790
Topic: After Sermon
Source: Lyric Poems
Notes: Now Public Domain.
Tune Information
(No tune information)



Media
More media are available on the text authority page.

Suggestions or corrections? Contact us
It looks like you are using an ad-blocker. Ad revenue helps keep us running. Please consider white-listing Hymnary.org or getting Hymnary Pro to eliminate ads entirely and help support Hymnary.org.