The Sufferings and Glory of the Lamb

Verse 1

Now for a tune of lofty praise To great Jehovah's equal Son! Awake, my voice, in heav'nly lays Tell the loud wonders he hath done.

Verse 2

Sing how he left the worlds of light, And the bright robes he wore above; How swift and joyful was his flight, On wings of everlasting love!

Verse 3

Down to this base, this sinful earth, He came to raise our nature high; He came t' atone Almighty wrath; Jesus, the God, was born to die.

Verse 4

Hell and its lions roared around, His precious blood the monsters spilt; While weighty sorrows pressed him down, Large as the loads of all our guilt.

Verse 5

Deep in the shades of gloomy death Th' almighty Captive pris'ner lay, Th' almighty Captive left the earth, And rose to everlasting day.

Verse 6

Lift up your eyes, ye sons of light, Up to his throne of shining grace; See what immortal glories sit Round the sweet beauties of his face!

Verse 7

Amongst a thousand harps and songs, Jesus, the God, exalted reigns; His sacred name fills all their tongues, And echoes through the heav'nly plains.