1 Ye choirs of new Jerusalem,
your sweetest notes employ,
the Paschal victory to hymn
in strains of holy joy.
2 How Judah's Lion burst his chains,
and crushed the serpent's head;
and brought with him, from death's domains,
the long-imprisoned dead.
3 From hell's devouring jaws the prey
alone our Leader bore;
his ransomed hosts pursue their way
where he hath gone before.
4 Triumphant in his glory now
his sceptre ruleth all,
earth, heaven, and hell before him bow,
and at his footstool fall.
5 While joyful thus his praise we sing,
his mercy we implore,
into his palace bright to bring
and keep us evermore.
6 All glory to the Father be,
all glory to the Son,
all glory, Holy Ghost, to thee,
while endless ages run.
Source: Ancient and Modern: hymns and songs for refreshing worship #221
|First Line:||Sing, choirs of new Jerusalem|
|Title:||Sing, Choirs of New Jerusalem|
|Latin Title:||Chorus novae Ierusalem|
|Author:||Fulbert of Chartres|
|Source:||Translation in Hymns and Anthems, 1850|