Author: R. Campbell, 1814-68 Meter: 18.104.22.168.4 Appears in 185 hymnals Lyrics: 1 At the Lamb's high feast we sing
Praise to our victorious King,
Who hath washed us in the tide
Flowing from His piercèd side.
2 Praise we Him, whose love divine
Gives His sacred blood for wine,
Gives His Body for the feast--
Christ the victim, Christ the priest.
3 Where the paschal blood is poured,
Death's dread angel sheathes his sword;
Israel's hosts triumphant go
Through the wave that drowns the foe.
4 Praise we Christ, whose blood was shed,
Paschal victim, Paschal bread;
With sincerity and love
Eat we manna from above.
5 Mighty Victim from the sky,
Hell's fierce pow'rs beneath You lie;
You have conquered in the fight,
You have brought us life and light.
6 Now no more can death appall,
Now no more the grave enthrall;
You have opened paradise,
And Your saints in You shall rise.
7 Easter triumph, Easter joy!
This alone can sin destroy;
From sin's pow'r, Lord, set us free,
Newborn souls in You to be.
8 Father, who the crown shall give,
Savior, by whose death we live,
Spirit, guide through all our days;
Three in One, Your name we praise.
Used With Tune: SONNE DER GERECHTIGKEIT Text Sources: Latin Office Hymn, 1632
At the Lamb's High Feast We Sing