Come, let us join our songs of praise
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Come, let us join our songs of praiseTo our ascended Priest;He entered heaven with all our namesEngraven on his breast.
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He died to wash our guilt away,By his atoning blood,Which now he pleads before the throne,And brings us near to God.
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Clothed with our nature still, he knowsThe weakness of our frame,And how to shield us from the foesWhich he himself o'ercame.
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Nor time, nor distance, e'er shall quenchThe fervor of his love;For us he died in kindness here,For us he lives above.
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O, may we ne'er forget his grace,Nor blush to speak his name!Still may our hearts hold fast his faith,—Our lips his praise proclaim.