Hymn 137

Isaac Watts

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Miracles in the life, death, and resurrection of Christ.

Behold the blind their sight receive;
Behold the dead awake and live;
The dumb speak wonders, and the lame
Leap like the hart, and bless his name.

Thus doth th' eternal Spirit own
And seal the mission of the Son;
The Father vindicates his cause,
While he hangs bleeding on the cross.

He dies! the heav'ns in mourning stood;
He rises, and appears a God:
Behold the Lord ascending high,
No more to bleed, no more to die!

Hence and for ever from my heart
I bid my doubts and fears depart
And to those hands my soul resign
Which bear credentials so divine.

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