1 See the old dragon from his throne
Sink with enormous ruin down!
Banished from Heav’n, and doomed to dwell
Deep in the fiery gloom of hell!
2 Ye heav’ns with all your hosts, rejoice:
Ye saints, in consort lend your voice;
Approach your Lord’s victorious seat,
And tread the foe beneath your feet.
3 But whence a conquest so divine
Gained by such feeble hands as mine?
Or whence can sinful mortals boast
O’er Satan and his rebel host?
4 ’Twas from Thy blood, Thou slaughtered lamb,
That all our palms and triumphs came;
The cross, thy spear inflicts the stroke,
By which the monster’s head is broke.
5 Thy faithful Word our hope maintains
Through all our combat and our pains;
The accents of Thy heav’nly breath
Thy soldiers bear through wounds and death.
6 Triumphant Lamb, in worlds unknown,
With transport round Thy radiant throne,
Thy happy legions, all complete,
Shall lay their laurels at Thy feet.
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #10623
|First Line:||See the old dragon from his throne|
|Title:||See The Old Dragon From His Throne|
|Author:||Philip Doddridge, 1702-1751|
|Source:||Published posthumously in Hymns Founded on Various Texts in the Holy Scriptures, by Job Orton (J. Eddowes and J. Cotton, 1755)|
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|The Cyber Hymnal #10623||See The Old Dragon From His Throne||See the old dragon from his throne||ERHALT UNS, HERR||Philip Doddridge, 1702-1751||LM||Published posthumously in <cite>Hymns Founded on Various Texts in the Holy Scriptures</cite>, by Job Orton (J. Eddowes and J. Cotton, 1755)|