1
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.
D
To Thee, dear Lord, O
G
Christ
A
of
D
God,
G
We sing,
D
we
Bm
ever
A
sing;
D
For Thou
A
hast
Bm
shed Thy
E
precious
G♭m
blood
D
Our cup
Bm
of
A
joy
E
to
A
bring.
Thy mighty
D
arm the
G
fight
D
hath
Em
fought,
D
Thou art en
G
throned a
D-A
bove;
We into
D
glory
B7
will be
Em
brought
D
Thy won
Em
drous
D
grace
A7
to
D-G-D
prove.
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.
D
To Thee, dear Lord, O
G
Christ
A
of
D
God,
G
We sing,
D
we
Bm
ever
A
sing;
D
Thou hast
A Bm
invaded death's
E
abode
D
And robbed
Bm
him
A
of
E
his
A
sting.
The house of
D
dust
G
enthralls
D
no
Em
more,
D
For Thou, the
G
strong to
D-A
save,
Thyself doth
D
guard that
B7
silent
Em
door,
D
Great
Em
Keeper
D
of
A7
the
D-G-D
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.
D
To Thee, dear Lord, O
G
Christ
A
of
D
God,
G
We sing,
D
we
Bm
ever
A
sing;
D
For Thou
A
hast
Bm
crushed
E
beneath Thy
G♭m
rod
D
The world's
Bm
proud
A E
rebel
A
king,
And plunged in
D
Thine
G D
imperial
Em
strength
D
To gulfs of
G
darkness
D-A
down,
And brought Thy
D
trophy
B7
up at
Em
length
D
The foiled
Em D A7
usurper's
D-G-D
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.
D
To Thee, dear Lord, O
G
Christ
A
of
D
God,
G
We sing,
D
we
Bm
ever
A
sing;
D
Thou hast
A Bm
redeemed us
E
with Thy
G♭m
blood
D
From
Bm A
every
E A
evil thing.
God's saving
D
strength Thine
G
arm
D Em
upbore,
D
The arm that
G
set us
D-A
free;
Glory, O
D
Christ, for
B7 Em
evermore
D
Be to
Em
Thy
D
God
A7
and
D-G-D
Thee.
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