Praise to the Redeemer

Verse 1

Plunged in a gulf of dark despair, We wretched sinners lay, Without one cheerful beam of hope, Or spark of glimmering day.

Verse 2

With pitying eyes the Prince of grace Behold our helpless grief; He saw, and --O amazing love!-- He ran to our relief.

Verse 3

Down from the shining seats above, With joyful haste He fled; Entered the grave in mortal flesh, And dwelt among the dead.

Verse 4

O for this love, let rocks and hills Their lasting silence break; And all harmonious human tongues The Saviour's praises speak.

Verse 5

Angels, assist our mighty joys, Strike all your harps of gold; But when you raise your highest note, His love can ne'er be told.