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Text: | Lo! He Cometh! |
1 Lo! he cometh! countless trumpets
Blow, to raise the sleeping dead;
Midst ten thousand saints and angels
See their great exalted Head.
Hallelujah,
Welcome, welcome, Son of God.
2 Now his merit, by the harpers,
Thro' th' eternal deep resounds;
Now resplendent shine his nail-prints,
Every eye shall see his wounds:
They who pierc'd him
Shall at his appearance wail.
3 Full of joyful expectation,
Saints behold the Judge appear:
Truth and justice go before him,
Now the joyful sentence hear.
Hallelujah,
Welcome, welcome Judge divine.
4 "Come, ye blessed of my Father,
Enter into life and joy;
Banish all your fears and sorrows,
Endless praise be your employ.
Hallelujah,
Welcome, welcome, to the skies.
5 Now at once they rise to glory,
Jesus brings them to the King;
There, with all the hosts of heaven,
They eternal anthems sing.
Hallelujah,
Boundless glory to the Lamb.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Lo! he cometh! countless trumpets |
Title: | Lo! He Cometh! |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1803 |