180. Rise, Glorious Conqueror, Rise

1 Rise, glorious Conqueror, rise
Into Thy native skies;
Assume Thy right:
And where in many a fold
The clouds are backward rolled,
Pass through those gates of gold,
And reign in light.

2 Victor o’er death and hell,
Cherubic legions swell
The radiant train:
Praises all heaven inspire;
Each angel sweeps his lyre,
And claps his wings of fire,
Thou Lamb once slain!

3 Enter, incarnate God!
No feet but Thine have trod
The serpent down:
Blow the full trumpets, blow,
Wider yon portals throw,
Saviour, triumphant, go
And take Thy crown!

4 Lion of Judah, hail!
And let Thy name prevail
From age to age:
Lord of the rolling years,
Claim for Thine own the spheres,
For Thou hast bought with tears
Thy heritage.

AMEN.

Text Information
First Line: Rise, glorious Conqueror, rise
Title: Rise, Glorious Conqueror, Rise
Author: Matthew Bridges
Meter: 6 6 4 6 6 6 4
Language: English
Publication Date: 1999
Topic: Eastertide
Tune Information
Name: DORT
Composer: Lowell Mason
Meter: 6 6 4 6 6 6 4
Key: C Major



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