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How Long Shall Death, The Tyrant, Reign?

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9801 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: How long shall death, the tyrant reign Lyrics: 1 How long shall death, the tyrant reign, And triumph o’er the just, While the dear blood of martyrs slain Lies mingled with the dust? 2 When shall the tedious night be gone? When will our Lord appear? Our fond desires would pray Him down, Our love embrace Him here, 3 Let faith arise, and climb the hills, And from afar descry How distant are His chariot wheels, And tell how fast they fly. 4 Lo, I behold the scattering shades, The dawn of Heav’n appears, The sweet immortal morning spreads Its blushes round the spheres, 5 I see the Lord of glory come, And flaming guards around: The skies divide to make Him room, The trumpet shakes the ground. 6 I hear the voice, "Ye dead arise," And lo, the graves obey, And waking saints with joyful eyes Salute th’expected day. 7 They leave the dust, and on the wing Rise to the middle air, In shining garments meet their king, And low adore Him there. 8 O may my humble spirit stand Amongst them clothed in white! The meanest place at His right hand Is infinite delight. 0 How will our joy and wonder rise, When our returning king Shall bear us homeward through the skies On love’s triumphant wing! Languages: English Tune Title: DUNDEE
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How long shall Death, the tyrant, reign

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Seventh-Day Adventist Hymn and Tune Book #933 (1886) Lyrics: 1 How long shall Death, the tyrant, reign And triumph o'er the just? How long the blood of martyrs slain, Lie mingled with the dust? 2 When shall the tedious night be gone? When will our Lord appear? Our fond desires would pray him down, Our love embrace him here. 3 Let faith arise, and climb the hills, And from afar descry How distant are his chariot wheels, And tell how fast they fly. 4 We hear the voice, "Ye dead, arise!" And lo! the graves obey; And waking saints, with joyful eyes, Salute the expected day. Topics: Death and Resurrection Tune Title: NAOMI
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How long shall Death the Tyrant reign

Hymnal: A Collection of Spiritual Songs and Hymns #XXXII (1801) Lyrics: 1 How long shall Death the Tyrant reign, And triumph o'er the just, While the rich blood of Martyrs slain Lies mingled with the dust; 2 When will the tedious night be gone? When will our Lord appear? Our fond desires would pray him down, Our love embrace him here. 3 Let faith arise and climb the hills, And from afar descry How distant are his chariot wheels, And tell how fast they fly. 4 Lo! I behold the scattering shades, The dawn of Heav'n appears! The sweet immortal morning spreads Its blushes round the spheres, 5 I see the Lord of Glory come, And flaming guards around; The Skies divide to make him room, The trumpet shakes the ground. 6 I hear the voice— "ye dead arise," And straight the graves obey, And waking Saints with joyful eyes Salute the expected day. 7 They leave the ground, and on the wing Rais'd to the middle air, In shining garments meet their King, And lo adore him there. 8 O may my humble spirit stand Amongst them clothed in white: The meanest place at thy right hand Is infinite delight. 9 How will our joy and wonder rise, When our returning King, Shall bear us homeward thro' the skies On love's triumphant wing! Languages: English
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How long shall Death the Tyrant reign

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and Spiritual Songs #XXXII (1801) Lyrics: 1 How long shall Death the Tyrant reign And triumph o'er the just, While the rich blood of martyrs slain Lies mingled with the dust. 2 When will the tedious night be gone? When will our Lord appear; Our fond desires would pray him down, Our love embrace him here. 3 Let faith arise and climb the hills, And from afar descry How distant are his chariot wheels, And tell how fast they fly. 4 Lo! I behold the scattering shades, The dawn of Heav'n appears! The sweet immortal morning spreads Its blushes round the spheres, 5 I see the Lord of Glory come, And flaming guards around; The Skies divide to make him room, The trumpet shakes the ground. 6 I hear the voice— "ye dead arise," And straight the graves obey, And waking Saints with joyful eyes Salute the expected day. 7 They leave the ground, and on the wing Rais'd to the middle air, In shining garments meet their King, And lo adore him there. 8 O may my humble spirit stand Amongst them clothed in white: The meanest place at thy right hand Is infinite delight. 9 How will our joy and wonder rise, When our returning King, Shall bear us homeward thro' the skies On love's triumphant wing! Languages: English
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How long shall death, the tyrant, reign

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #495 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 How long shall death, the tyrant, reign, And triumph o'er the just, While the rich blood of martyrs slain Lies mingled with the dust? 2 Lo, I behold the scatter'd shades! The dawn of heav'n appears: The sweet, immortal morning spreads Its blushes round the spheres. 3 I hear the voice, "ye dead arise;" And lo! the graves obey; And waking saints with joyful eyes Salute th' expected day. 4 They leave the dust, and on the wing Rise to the mid-way air; In shining garments meet their King, And bow before him there. 5 O may our humble spirits stand Amongst them cloth'd in white! The meanest place at his right hand Is infinite delight. Topics: Resurrection Languages: English
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How long shall death, the tyrant, reign

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #730 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 How long shall death, the tyrant, reign, And triumph o'er the just, While the rich blood of martyrs slain Lies mingled with the dust? 2 Lo! I behold the scatter'd shades! The dawn of heav'n appears: The sweet, immortal morning spreads Its blushes round the spheres, 3 I hear the voice! "ye dead, arise;" And lo! the graves obey; And waking saints with joyful eyes Salute th'expected day. 4 They leave the dust, and on the wing Rise to the mid-way air; In shining garments meet their King, And bow before him there. 5 O may our humble spirit stand Among them cloth'd in white! The meanest place at his right hand Is infinite delight. Topics: Resurrection; The resurrection of the just
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How long shall death, the tyrant, reign

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Sacred Poetry #H.CXII (1795)
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How long shall death, the tyrant, reign

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns, More Particularly Designed for the Use of the West Society in Boston. (2nd ed. with Additions) #CXXXIII (1803) Languages: English
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How long shall death, the tyrant, reign

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Lord's Songs #CCVII (1805)
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How long shall death the tyrant reign

Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns and Spiritual Songs #H.CCCCXV (1809) Languages: English

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