1 Let all mortal flesh keep silence,
and with fear and trembling stand;
ponder nothing earthly minded,
for with blessing in his hand
Christ our Lord to earth descendeth,
our full homage to command.
2 King of kings, yet born of Mary,
as of old on earth he stood,
Lord of lords, in human vesture,
in the body and the blood,
he will give to all the faithful
his own self for heavenly food.
3 Rank on rank the host of heaven
spreads its vanguard on the way.
as the Light of Light descendeth
from the realms of endless day,
that the powers of hell may vanish
as the darkness clears away.
4 At his feet the six-winged seraph;
cherubim, with sleepless eye
veil their faces to the Presence,
as with ceaseless voice they cry,
Alleluia, Lord Most high!"
|First Line:||Let all mortal flesh keep silence|
|Title:||Let All Mortal Flesh Keep Silence|
|Adapter:||Gerard Moultrie (1864)|
|Topic:||Praise and Thanksgiving: Songs to Remember the Work of the Son|
|Source:||Liturgy of St. James, 4th C.|
|Source:||Traditional French melody. 17th C.; harm. English Hymnal, 1906|