To Thee, dear Lord, O Christ of God

C108 E126 K108 T126
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To Thee, dear Lord, O Christ of God,
  We sing, we ever sing;
For Thou hast shed Thy precious blood
  Our cup of joy to bring.
Thy mighty arm the fight hath fought,
  Thou art enthroned above;
We into glory will be brought
  Thy wondrous grace to prove.
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2
To Thee, dear Lord, O Christ of God,
  We sing, we ever sing;
Thou hast invaded death’s abode
  And robbed him of his sting.
The house of dust enthralls no more,
  For Thou, the strong to save,
Thyself doth guard that silent door,
  Great Keeper of the grave.
To Thee, dear Lord, O Christ of God,
  We sing, we ever sing;
Thou hast invaded death’s abode
  And robbed him of his sting.
The house of dust enthralls no more,
  For Thou, the strong to save,
Thyself doth guard that silent door,
  Great Keeper of the grave.
3
To Thee, dear Lord, O Christ of God,
  We sing, we ever sing;
For Thou hast crushed beneath Thy rod
  The world’s proud rebel king,
And plunged in Thine imperial strength
  To gulfs of darkness down,
And brought Thy trophy up at length
  The foiled usurper’s crown.
To Thee, dear Lord, O Christ of God,
  We sing, we ever sing;
For Thou hast crushed beneath Thy rod
  The world’s proud rebel king,
And plunged in Thine imperial strength
  To gulfs of darkness down,
And brought Thy trophy up at length
  The foiled usurper’s crown.
4
To Thee, dear Lord, O Christ of God,
  We sing, we ever sing;
Thou hast redeemed us with Thy blood
  From every evil thing.
God’s saving strength Thine arm upbore,
  The arm that set us free;
Glory, O Christ, for evermore
  Be to Thy God and Thee.
To Thee, dear Lord, O Christ of God,
  We sing, we ever sing;
Thou hast redeemed us with Thy blood
  From every evil thing.
God’s saving strength Thine arm upbore,
  The arm that set us free;
Glory, O Christ, for evermore
  Be to Thy God and Thee.
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Andrea

Tacoma, WA, United States

Oh Lord, Our Cup of Joy to Bring, Sing we’ll ever sing!


Sister Ma

Calgary

Praise you! My dear Lord! You have set me free!


J

Floral Park, NY, United States

Majestically uplifting!

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