Author:		Thomas Haweis, 1734-1820
Musician:		Early American Melody

The Saviour to glory is gone;
His suff'rings and sorrows are past;
His work is completed and done,
And shall for eternity last.
Forever He lives to bestow
The blessings He purchased so dear;
Our bosoms with gratitude glow,
Whilst to Him, by faith, we draw near.

Expecting from Him to receive
All fullness of glory and grace,
Rejoicing in hope, we believe,
His promises thankful embrace.
Our King shall protect us from harms,
Our Advocate make our plea good;
Our Shepherd will bear in His arms
The sheep which He bought with His blood.

Our Prophet will point out the way
Which leads to the mansions above;
Our Priest all our ransom shall pay,
Our Friend of unchangeable love.
But whilst to the Lamb on His throne
Our hearts and our voices we raise,
His glory exalted we own
Above all our blessing and praise.