19. Now the King immortal

Now the King immortal
Comes to claim His own;
Shepherds at their watch by night
Hail the glory of the light,--
They, and they, alone.

Heralds from the heaven-land,
Tell His advent clear;--
Where the sound of hurrying feet?
Where the crowds come forth to greet?
Where the loyal cheer?

Angels, on the night winds
Have their carols thrown;--
Theirs the music rapturous, sweet,
Theirs the songs the Monarch greet,
Theirs, and theirs alone.

Ah, the silent night hours,
Ah, the slumberers, prone!
Mortals wake, arise, adore!
Angels, shepherds, honours pour,
They, and they alone.

Jesu, King immortal,
Mount Thy rightful throne;
Loyal hearts their plaudits pour,
Heaven and earth with songs adore,
They, not they alone.

Text Information
First Line: Now the King immortal
Title: Now the King immortal
Translator: John Brownlie
Meter: 6,5,7,7,5
Language: English
Publication Date: 1920
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