Morning

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Amos Pilsbury - Pop

Morning

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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 hell 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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Credits

Writers
  • Amos Pilsbury
  • Isaac Watts