amos pilsbury - morning lyrics
he dies! the friend of sinners dies!
lo! salem’s daughters weep around;
a solemn darkness veils the skies;
a sudden trembling shakes the ground
come, saints, and drop a tear or two
for him who groaned beneath your load:
he shed a thousand drops for you
a thousand drops of richer blood
here’s love and grief beyond degree
the lord of glory dies for men!
but lo! what sudden joys we see;
jesus the dead revives again!
the rising god forsakеs the tomb!
the tomb in vain forbids his rise;
chеrubic legions guard him home
and shout him welcome to the skies
break off your fears, ye saints, and tell
how high our great deliverer reigns;
sing how he spoiled the hosts of h_ll
and led the monster death in chains
say, “live for ever, wondrous king!
born to redeem, and strong to save;
then ask the monster, “where’s thy sting?”
and, “where’s thy victory, boasting grave?”
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