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Isaac Watts - Hymn 36
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Christ`s intercession.

Well, the Redeemer`s gone
T` appear before our God;
To sprinkle o`er the flaming throne
With his atoning blood.

No fiery vengeance now,
Nor burning wrath comes down
If justice calls for sinners` blood,
The Savior shows his own.

Before his Father`s eye
Our humble suit he moves;
The Father lays his thunder by,
And looks, and smiles, and loves.

Now may our joyful tongues
Our Maker`s honor sing;
Jesus the Priest receives our songs,
And bears them to the King.

[We bow before his face,
And sound his glories high:
"Hosannah to the God of grace,
That lays his thunder by.]

"On earth thy mercy reigns,
And triumphs all above:"
But, Lord, how weak are mortal strains
To speak immortal love!

[How jarring and how low
Are all the notes we sing
Sweet Savior, tune our songs anew,
And they shall please the King.]
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