 | 1. At the Lamb's high feast we sing/ Praise to our victorious King:/ Who hath washed us in the tide/ Flowing from his piercèd side;/ Praise we him whose love Divine/ Gives the guests his Blood for wine,/ Gives his Body for the feast,/ Love the Victim, Love the Priest. 2. Where the Paschal blood is poured,/ Death's dark angel sheathes his sword;/ Israel's hosts triumphant go/ Through the wave that drowns the foe./ Christ, the Lamb whose Blood was shed,/ Paschal victim, paschal bread!/ With sincerity and love/ Eat we manna from above. 3. Mighty Victim from on high,/ Powers of hell beneath thee lie;/ Death is broken in the fight,/ Thou hast brought us life and light,/ Now thy banner thou dost wave,/ Conquering Satan and the grave,/ See the prince of darkness quelled;/ Heaven's bright gates are open held. 4. Paschal triumph, Paschal joy,/ Only sin can this destroy;/ From sin's death do thou set free,/ Souls re-born, dear Lord, in thee,/ Hymns of glory, songs of praise,/ Father, unto thee we raise./ Risen Lord, all praise to thee,/ Ever with the Spirit be. Amen. Words: Robert Campbell. Music: Jakob Hintze & Johann Sebastian Bach. Video: Michael-Hubert Lamla. | Views: 2  0 ratings |
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Sunday, 11 December 2011
At The Lamb's High Feast We Sing (The English Hymnal No. 128)
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