1 Rise, crowned with light, imperial Salem, rise!
Exalt thy towering head and lift thine eyes;
See heav'n its sparkling portals wide display
And break upon thee in a flood of day.
2 See a long race thy temple courts adorn;
See future sons and daughters, yet unborn,
In crowding ranks on ev'ry side arise,
Demanding life, impatient for the skies.
3 See barb'rous nations at thy gates attend,
Walk in the light, and in thy temple bend;
See thy bright altars thronged with prostrate kings
While ev'ry land its joyful tribute brings.
4 The seas shall waste, the skies in smoke decay,
Rocks fall to dust, and mountains melt away;
But fixed this Word, this saving pow'r, remains;
Thy realms shall last, thine own Messiah reigns.
Source: Lutheran Worship #313
|First Line:||Rise, crowned with light, imperial Salem, rise!|
|Author:||Alexander Pope (1712)|
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|Lutheran Worship #313||Rise, Crowned in Light||Rise, crowned in light, imperial Salem, rise!||OLD 124TH abbr.||Alexander Pope, 1688-1744||10 10 10 10||1982||Missions ||
|The Cyber Hymnal #5809||Rise, Crowned with Light||Rise, crowned with light, imperial Salem, rise||NATIONAL HYMN||Alexander Pope||10.10.10.10|