At the Lamb’s high feast we will sing
To Him who cleaned us in the tide,
“Praises to our Victorious King
Who is bleeding from His pierced side.”
Praises to Him whose Love is divine;
Giving His Body for the feast;
Giving His Sacred Blood for the wine.
Praise to Jesus Christ, our Priest
Where His Passover Blood is poured,
God’s Own triumphantly go.
Death’s dark angel shall sheath his sword;
Through Hell’s fire that burns The Foe.
The mighty Savior from the sky
Conquered and killed sin in the fight.
Hell’s fierce power will soon die
In its’ place He brought Life and Light.