466. Rise, crowned with light, imperial Salem, rise!

Rise, crowned with light, imperial Salem, rise!
Exalt thy towering head and lift thine eyes!
See heaven its sparkling portals wide display,
And break upon thee in a flood of day.

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See a long race thy spacious courts adorn:
See future sons, and daughters yet unborn,
In crowding ranks on every side arise,
Demanding life, impatient for the skies.

See barbarous nations at thy gates attend,
Walk in thy light, and in thy temple bend:
See thy bright altars thronged with prostrate kings,
While every land its joyous tribute brings.

The seas shall waste, the skies to smoke decay,
Rocks fall to dust, and mountains melt away;
But fixed his word, his saving power remains;
Thy realms shall last, thy own Messiah reigns.

Text Information
First Line: Rise, crowned with light, imperial Salem, rise!
Author: Alexander Pope (1712)
Meter: Four 10s
Language: English
Publication Date: 1916
Topic: Sundays after Epiphany; Church Building and Consecration; The Church Militant
Tune Information
Name: NATIONAL HYMN
Composer: George W. Warren (1892)
Meter: Four 10s
Incipit: 11234 31171 33356
Key: E Major



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