279. Come, saints, your grateful voices raise

1 Come, saints, your grateful voices raise,
For grace's boundless store;
Dwell in the Lamb's unchanging love,
And praise Him evermore.

2 His mercy who our ransom paid,
And all our sorrows bore,
Sing with a note of loftiest joy,
And praise Him evermore.

3 Soon the redeeming Lord shall come
For us whose sins he bore,
To see the glories of the Lamb,
And praise Him evermore.

4 Then endless praise our lips shall move,
And joy our spirits fill;
The objects of His love divine,
Oh who that joy can tell?

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First Line: Come, saints, your grateful voices raise
Language: English
Publication Date: 1881
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