By A Collection of Hymns

      6-8s.
      1 SINNERS, rejoice: your peace is made;
      Your Saviour on the cross hath bled:
      Your God, in Jesus reconciled,
      On all his works again hath smiled;
      Hath grace through him and blessing given,
      To all in earth and all in heaven.

      2 Angels rejoice in Jesu's grace,
      And vie with mans more favoured race;
      The blood that did for us atone,
      Conferred on them some gift unknown;
      Their joy through Jesu's pains abounds,
      They triumph by his glorious wounds.

      3 Or, stablished and confirmed by him
      Who did our lower world redeem,
      Secure they keep their blest estate,
      Firm on an everlasting seat;
      Or, raised above themselves, aspire,
      In bliss improved, in glory higher.

      4 Him they beheld our conquering God,
      Returned with garments rolled in blood!
      They saw, and kindled at the sight,
      And filled with shouts the realms of light;
      With loudest hallelujahs met,
      And fell, and kissed his bleeding feet.

      5 They saw him in the courts above.
      With all his recent prints of love;
      The wounds, the blood! they heard its voice,
      That heightened all their highest joys;
      They felt it sprinkled through the skies,
      And shared that better sacrifice.

      6 Not angel-tongues can e'er express
      The unutterable happiness;
      Nor human hearts can e'er conceive
      The bliss wherein through Christ they live,
      But all your heaven, ye glorious powers,
      And all your God, is doubly ours!