Redemption by Price and Power. John 1. 29; Heb. 2. 14
I. Watts C.M.
1
Jesus, with all thy saints above,
My tongue would bear her part;
Would sound aloud thy saving love,
And sing thy bleeding heart.
2
Blest be the Lamb, my dearest Lord,
Who bought me with his blood,
And quenched his Father’s flaming sword
In his own vital flood;
3
The Lamb that freed my captive soul
From Satan’s heavy chains,
And sent the lion down to howl
Where hell and horror reigns.
4
All glory to the dying Lamb,
And never-ceasing praise,
While angels live to know his name,
Or saints to feel his grace.
