CCCXLVII. A song of praise to the redeemer

1 Holy wonder, heavenly grace,
Come, inspire our humble lays,
While the Savior's love we sing,
Whence our hopes and comforts spring.

2 Man, involv'd in guilt and woe,
Touch'd his tender bosom so,
That, when justice death demands,
Forth the great deliv'rer stands;

3 Cries to God, "thy mercy shew,
"Lo! I come thy will to do;
"I the sacrifice will be,
"Death shall plunge his dart in me."

4 Tho' the form of God he bore,
Great in glory, great in power,
See him in our flesh array'd,
Lower than his angels made.

5 [He that heaven itself possess'd,
Now and infant at the breast!
Angels from the world above,
See and sing th' amazing love!

6 Thro' the shining hours of day,
Toil and danger mark his way;
Lonely mounts, and chilling air,
Witness oft his midnight prayer.]

7 Now the heavenly lover dies!
Darkness veils the mid-day skies!
Angels round the bloody tree,
Throng and gaze in ecstacy!

8 [Power unseen earth's bosom heaves,
Rocks and tombs, asunder cleave;
While the temple's rending veil
Tells the pries the awful tale.]

9 But, the third day's dawning come,
Lo! the Savior leaves the tomb!
Reascends his native sky,
Where he lives no more to die.

10 On his cross he builds his throne,
Whence he makes his glories known,
Sends his spirit down to give
Dying sinners grace to live.

Text Information
First Line: Holy wonder, heavenly grace
Title: A song of praise to the redeemer
Author: Dr. Turner
Meter: Sevens
Language: English
Publication Date: 1792
Topic: Worship: The Lord's Day; Forms vain without religion; Public Religion (1 more...)
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