Text: | Kingdom of Christ |
1 All hail, incarnate God!
The wond'rous things foretold
Of thee in sacred writ,
With joy our eyes behold:
Still does thine arm new trophies wear,
And monuments of glory rear.
2 To thee the hoary head
Its silver honours pays;
To thee the blooming youth
Devotes his brightest days:
And ev'ry age their tribute bring,
And bow to thee, all conqu'ring King!
3 O haste, victorious Prince,
That happy, glorious day,
When souls like drops of dew
Shall own thy gentle sway:
O may it bless our longing eyes,
And bear our shouts beyond the skies.
4 All hail, triumphant Lord!
Eternal be thy reign;
Behold the nations sue
To wear thy gentle chain:
When earth and time are known no more,
Thy throne shall stand forever sure.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | All hail, incarnate God! |
Title: | Kingdom of Christ |
Meter: | P. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1792 |
Scripture: | ; ; |
Source: | Wesley's Coll. |
Notes: | Public Domain. |