Чарльз Х. Гиффен - At the Lamb's high feast we sing - ноты, текст песни (слова)

At the Lamb's high feast we sing
 praise to our victorious King,
 who hath washed us in the tide
 flowing from his pierced side;
 praise we him, whose love divine
 gives his sacred Blood for wine,
 gives his Body for the feast,
 Christ the victim, Christ the priest.
 Where the Paschal blood is poured,
 death's dark angel sheathes his sword;
 Israel's hosts triumphant go
 through the wave that drowns the foe.
 Praise we Christ, whose blood was shed,
 Paschal victim, Paschal bread;
 with sincerity and love
 eat we manna from above.
 Mighty victim from on high,
 hell's fierce powers beneath thee lie;
 thou hast conquered in the fight,
 thou hast brought us life and light:
 now no more can death appall,
 now no more the grave entrall;
 thou hast opened paradise, 
 and in thee thy saints shall rise.
 Easter triumph, Easter joy,
 sin alone can this destroy;
 from sin's power do thou set free
 souls newborn, O Lord, in thee.
 Hymns of glory and of praise,
 Risen Lord, to thee we raise;
 Holy Father, praise to thee,
 with the Spirit, ever be.