The Cyber Hymnal ‎#10300

10300. He Comes, The Royal Conqueror Comes

1 He comes, the royal conqueror comes,
His legions fill the sky;
Angelic trumpets rend the tombs,
And loud proclaim Him nigh.

2 Ye rebel hosts, how vain your rage
Against this sovereign Lord!
What madness bears you to engage
The terrors of His sword?

3 Bring forth, He cries, those sons of pride,
That scorned My gentle sway,
To prove the arm they once defied
Omnipotent to slay.

4 Tremendous scene of wrath divine!
How wide the vengeance spreads!
His pointed darts of lightning shine
Round their defenseless heads.

5 Now let the rebels seek that face
From which they cannot flee!
And thou, my soul, adore the grace
That sweetly conquered thee.

Text Information

• First Line: He comes, the royal conqueror comes
• Title: He Comes, The Royal Conqueror Comes
• Author: Philip Doddridge, 1702-1751
• Meter: CM
• Language: English
• Source: Published posthumously in Hymns Founded on Various Texts in the Holy Scriptures, by Job Orton (J. Eddowes and J. Cotton, 1755)
• Copyright: Public Domain

Tune Information

• Name: OLD MARTYRS
• Meter: CM
• Key: d minor
• Source: Psalms (Edinburgh, Scotland: 1615)
• Copyright: Public Domain