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Worthy is the Lamb that was slain.
Rev. 5:12.
Rise, tune thy voice to sacred song,
Exert thy noblest powers;
Rise, mingle with the choral throng,
The Saviour’s praises to prolong,
Amid life’s fleeting hours.
2 O! hast thou felt the Saviour’s love,
That flame of heavenly birth!
Then let thy strains melodious prove,
With raptures soaring far above
The trifling toys of earth.
3 Hast found the pearl of price unknown
That cost a Saviour’s blood?
Heir of a bright celestial crown,
That sparkles near the eternal throne;
O sing the praise of God!
4 Sing of the Lamb that once was slain
That man might be forgiven;
Sing how he broke death’s bars in twain,
Ascending high in bliss to reign,
The God of earth and heaven.