1 Arise, O King of Grace, arise,
And enter to thy Rest:
Lo thy Church waits with longing Eyes
Thus to be own'd and blest.
2 Enter with all thy glorious Train,
Thy Spirit and thy Word;
All that the Ark did once contain
Could no such Grace afford.
3 Here, mighty God, accept our Vows,
Here let thy Praise be spread;
Bless the Provisions of thy House,
And fill thy Poor with Bread.
4 Here let the Son of David reign,
Let God's Anointed shine;
Justice and truth his Court maintain,
With Love and Pow'r divine.
5 Here let him hold a lasting Throne;
And, as his Kingdom grows,
Fresh Honours shall adorn his Crown,
And Shame confound his Foes.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Arise, O King of Grace, arise |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1791 |
Topic: | Supplicatory Hymns |
Notes: | Public Domain. |