The Saints more than Conquerors through Christ. Rom. 8. 3
J. Kent S.M.
The conquest Jesus won
O’er Satan, sin, and hell,
With all the wonders he has done,
His saints shall sing and tell.
On him shall Zion place
Her only hope for heaven,
And see, in his dear sacred face,
Ten thousand sins forgiven.
He passed within the vail,
Did on his bosom bear
The worthless names that did prevail
With him to enter there.
Worthy the slaughtered Lamb!
Let ransomed mortals say;
For who shall sing his lovely name
In higher notes than they?