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To break the chains of sin and death

Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns from the most approved authors to which are added, a number never before published. #59 (1810)
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Death and Resurrection of Christ

Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns from the Most Approved Authors #LIX (1799) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: To break the chains of sin and death Lyrics: 1 To break the chains of sin and death, Our glorious Jesus yields his breath; How strange the conquest, strange to tell, By death he conquers death and hell. 2 While standing in the sinner's stead, Billows of wrath roll e'er his head; Light from the Godhead is withdrawn, And Jesus drinks the cup alone. 3 Legions of angels fill the skies, While our Redeemer bleeds and dies; All nature reels beneath the load, And trembling speaks the wrath of God. 4 The rocks are with convulsions torn, And all the heav'ns in sackcloth mourn; But lo! when the third morning comes, Emmanuel rising, leaves the tombs. 5 The rising God let angels sing, The heavens with Hallelujahs ring: "Worthy the Lamb, who once was slain Let him in pow'r and glory reign." 6 Hail happy morn, which sees him rise, We shout him welcome to the skies, Welcome to glories all his own, And welcome to his father's throne. Topics: Christ His death; Christ His death Languages: English
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Death and Resurrection of Christ

Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns #LIX (1802) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: To break the chains of sin and death Lyrics: 1 To break the chains of sin and death, Our glorious Jesus yields his breath; How strange the conquest, strange to tell, By death he conquers death and hell. 2 While standing in the sinner's stead, Billows of wrath roll e'er his head; Light from the Godhead is withdrawn, And Jesus drinks the cup alone. 3 Legions of angels fill the skies, While our Redeemer bleeds and dies; All nature reels beneath the load, And trembling speaks the wrath of God. 4 The rocks are with convulsions torn, And all the heav'ns in sackcloth mourn; But lo! when the third morning comes, Emmanuel rising, leaves the tombs. 5 The rising God let angels sing, The heavens with Hallelujahs ring: "Worthy the Lamb, who once was slain Let him in pow'r and glory reign." 6 Hail happy morn, which sees him rise, We shout him welcome to the skies, Welcome to glories all his own, And welcome to his father's throne. Topics: Christ His death; Christ His death Languages: English

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