922    S.M.     J. Kent
The Saints more than Conquerors through Christ. Rom. 8. 37

1 The conquest Jesus won
  O’er Satan, sin, and hell,
  With all the wonders he has done,
  His saints shall sing and tell.

2 On him shall Zion place
  Her only hope for heaven,
  And see, in his dear sacred face,
  Ten thousand sins forgiven.

3 He passed within the vail,
  Did on his bosom bear
  The worthless names that did prevail
  With him to enter there.

4 Worthy the slaughtered Lamb!
  Let ransomed mortals say;
  For who shall sing his lovely name
  In higher notes than they?