| Song | We Sing The Saviour’s Wondrous |
| Album | The Christian Hymn Book |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
| Writer(s) | A. Campbell And Others |
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| Tags | We Sing The Saviour’s Wondrous |
| Theme(s) | The Crucifixion |
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We Sing The Saviour’s Wondrous Death—
He Conquered When He Fell:
’Tis Finished, Said His Dying Breath,
And Shook The Gates Of Hell.
’Tis Finished, Our Immanuel Cries,
The Dreadful Work Is Done;
Hence Shall His Sovereign Throne Arise,
His Kingdom Is Begun.
His Cross A Sure Foundation Laid
For Glory And Renown,
When Through The Regions Of The Dead
He Passed To Reach The Crown.
Raise Your Devotion, Mortal Tongues,
His Praises To Record;
Sweet Be The Accents Of Your Songs
To Your Victorious Lord.
Bright Angels, Strike Your Loudest Strings,
Your Sweetest Voices Raise;
Let Heaven And All Created Things
Sound Our Immanuel’s Praise!
