SONG III. Praise to GOD for our Redemption. Isaac Watts Alexander Huber Editor Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford
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Oxford This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. T185045 K123515.000 Watts, Isaac, 1674-1748. Divine songs: attempted in easy language for the use of children. By I. Watts, D.D. London Printed for J. Buckland; J. F. and C. Rivington; T. Longman; W. Fenner; T. Field; and E. and C. Dilly 1777 pp. 4-6. xii,58,[2]p.; 12⁰.

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SONG III . Praise to GOD for our Redemption . I. BLEST be the Wisdom and the Pow'r , The Justice and the Grace , That join'd in Counsel to restore , And save our ruin'd Race . II . Our Father ate forbidden Fruit , And from his Glory fell ; And we his Children thus were brought To Death , and near to Hell . III . Blest be the LORD that sent his Son To take our Flesh and Blood ; He for our Lives gave up his own , To make our Peace with GOD . IV . He honour'd all his Father's Laws , Which we have disobey'd ; He bore our Sins upon the Cross , And our full Ransom paid . V. Behold him rising from the Grave ; Behold him rais'd on high : He pleads his Merit , there to save Transgressors doom'd to die . VI . There on a glorious Throne he reigns , And by his Pow'r divine Redeems us from the slavish Chains Of Satan and of Sin . VII . Thence shall the LORD to Judgment come , And with a sov'reign Voice Shall call , and break up ev'ry Tomb , While waking Saints rejoice . VIII . O may I then with Joy appear Before the Judge's Face , And with the bless'd Assembly there Sing his Redeeming Grace .