| A hymn written by D. Denham | |
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(1) Now ye ransomed of the Lord,Praise the great Incarnate Word; View Him in our place and stead As a Lamb to slaughter led. |
(2) He the righteous law obeyed,And for us a curse was made; Justice had its full demands At our Surety's holy hands. |
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(3) He for us the wine press trod,He endured the Father's rod; Blotting out His people's sin, Righteousness and peace brought in. |
(4) He alone the breach could heal,And in all points for us feel; He was tempted and oppressed, That He might become our rest. |
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(5) For us abolished death,Conq'ring with His dying breath; We shall soon His triumphs swell, Rescued from the jaws of hell. |
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