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The majesty of Solomon, how glorious to behold

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Christian Psalms and Hymns to Aid in Public and Private Devotion #d870 (1856) Hymnal Title: Christian Psalms and Hymns to Aid in Public and Private Devotion Languages: English

The majesty of Solomon, how glorious to behold

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Christian's Duty, exhibited in a series of hymns #278 (1825) Hymnal Title: Christian's Duty, exhibited in a series of hymns Languages: English

The majesty of Solomon, how glorious to behold

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Church Hymn Book . 3rd ed. #d487 (1850) Hymnal Title: Church Hymn Book . 3rd ed. Languages: English

The majesty of Solomon

Hymnal: Church Hymn Book; consisting of hymns and psalms, original and selected. adapted to public worship and many other occasions. 2nd ed. #630 (1838) Hymnal Title: Church Hymn Book; consisting of hymns and psalms, original and selected. adapted to public worship and many other occasions. 2nd ed. Topics: Angels Languages: English

Angels ministering to Christ and saints

Hymnal: Hymns and Spiritual Songs, in Three Books #II.CXIII (1793) Hymnal Title: Hymns and Spiritual Songs, in Three Books First Line: The majesty of Solomon Lyrics: 1 The majesty of Solomon, How glorious to behold! The servants waiting round his throne, The ivory and the gold! 2 But, mighty God! thy palace shines With far superior beams; Thine angel-guards are swift as winds, Thy ministers are flames. 3 Soon as thine only Son had made His entrance on the earth, A shining army downward fled To celebrate his birth. 4 And when, oppress'd with pains and fears, On the cold ground he lies, Behold, a heav'nly form appears, T' allay his agonies.] 5 Now to the hands of Christ our king Are all their legions giv'n; They wait upon his saints, and bring His chosen heirs to heav'n. 6 Pleasure and praise run thro' their host, To see a sinner turn; Then Satan has a captive lost, And Christ a subject born. 7 But there's an hour of brighter joy, When he his angels sends Obstinate rebels to destroy, And gather in his friends. 8 O! could I say without a doubt, There shall my soul be found; Then let the great archangel shout, And the last trumpet sound. Languages: English

Hymn 113

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #II.113 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The First Line: The majesty of Solomon Lyrics: The majesty of Solomon, How glorious to behold! The servants waiting round his throne, The ivory and the gold! But, mighty God! thy palace shines With far superior beams; Thine angel guards are swift as winds, Thy ministers are flames. [Soon as thine only Son had made His entrance on this earth, A shining army downward fled To celebrate his birth. And when, oppressed with pains and fears, On the cold ground he lies, Behold, a heav'nly form appears T' allay his agonies.] Now to the hands of Christ our King Are all their legions giv'n; They wait upon his saints, and bring His chosen heirs to heav'n. Pleasure and praise run through their host, To see a sinner turn; Then Satan has a captive lost, And Christ a subject born. But there's an hour of brighter joy, When he his angels sends Obstinate rebels to destroy, And gather in his friends. O! could I say, without a doubt, There shall my soul be found, Then let the great archangel shout, And the last trumpet sound. Languages: English

Angels ministring to CHRIST and Saints

Hymnal: The Christian's Duty #CCLXXVIII (1801) Hymnal Title: The Christian's Duty First Line: The Majesty of Solomon! Languages: English

Angels minstring to CHRIST and Saints

Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #CCLXXVIII (1791) Hymnal Title: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns First Line: The Majesty of Solomon Lyrics: 1 The Majesty of Solomon! How glorious to behold! The Servants waiting round his Throne, The Iv'ry and the Gold! 2 But, mighty God! thy Palace shines With far superior Beams; Thine Angel Guards are swift as Winds, Thy Ministers are Flames. [3 Soon as thine only Son had made His Entr'nce on this Earth, A shining Army downward fled To celebrate his Birth. 4 And, when opprest with Pains and Fears, On the cold Ground he lies, Behold, a heav'nly Form appears T' allay his Agonies.] 5 Now to the Hands of Christ our King Are all their Legions giv'n; They wait upon his Saints, and bring His chosen Heirs to Heav'n. 6 Pleasure and Praise run thro' their Host To see a Sinner turn; Then Satan has a Captive lost, And Christ a Subject born. 7 But there's an Hour of brighter Joy, When he his Angels sends Obstinate Rebels to destroy, And gather in his Friends. 8 O! could I say, without a Doubt, There shall my Soul be found, Then let the great Arch-Angel shout, And the last Trumpet sound. Topics: Life of Christ, Characters and Representations Languages: English