MY CHAINS ARE SNAPT, THE BONDS OF SIN ARE BROKEN

深渊向深渊呼唤
My chains are snapt, the bonds of sin are broken,
And I am free;
O let the triumphs of His grace be spoken,
Who died for me.

O death! O grave! I do not dread your power,
The ransom’s paid;
On Jesus, in that dark and dreadful hour,
My guilt was laid.

Yes, Jesus bore it, bore, in love unbounded,
What none can know;
He passed through death and gloriously confounded
Our every foe.

And now He’s risen, proclaim the joyful story,
The Lord’s on high;
And we in Him are raised to endless glory,
And ne’er can die.

We wait to see the Morning Star appearing
In glory bright;
This blessed hope illumes, with beams most cheering,
The hours of night.

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