Congregational singing
Metropolitan Tabernacle, London
Text: Isaac Watts | Tune: BEATITUDO
Plunged in a gulf of dark despair
We helpless sinners lay,
Without one cheering beam of hope,
Or spark of dawning day.
With pitying eyes, the Prince of Grace
Beheld our helpless grief;
He saw, and, O amazing love,
He came to our relief.
Down from His glorious courts above
He came to earth, and bled,
Entered the grave in mortal flesh,
And lay among the dead.
He spoiled the powers of darkness thus,
And broke our bitter chains;
So Jesus freed our captive souls
From everlasting pains.
O! for such love let rocks and hills
Their lasting silence break;
And all the host of ransomed tongues
The Saviour’s praises speak!
O, hosts above, assist our joys
On heavenly harps of gold;
But even with angelic powers
His love can ne’er be told.
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