Oh, sing that song to me again,
Whose charm doth ne­ver cease,
Of Him who died for sin­ful men:
Immanuel, Prince of Peace;
The peer­less One of all the throng
Who’ve walked our earth­ly sod;
The sweet­est name that lives in song:
Christ Je­sus, Son of God.

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Oh, sing that song to me again,
Whose charm doth ne­ver cease,
Of Him who died for sin­ful men:
Immanuel, Prince of Peace.

When I, a lisp­ing in­fant, lay
Upon my mo­ther’s knee,
She told me in the twi­light gray,
How Je­sus died for me;
She sang a song of Heav’n and God
I ne­ver can forget;
And tho’ she sleeps be­neath the sod,
Her song is liv­ing yet.

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Oh, song of songs, that grows sub­lime
As on­ward roll the years,
Oh, sto­ry wov­en into rhyme,
That melts the heart to tears;
I love, I love to hear that song,
It fills my soul with joy;
To Him all songs of praise be­long
Which mor­tal tongues em­ploy.

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