The Psalms of David ‎#II.LXXVI

II.LXXVI. Hosanna to the Prince of Light

1 Hosanna to the Prince of Light,
That cloath'd himself in Clay,
Enter'd the Iron Gates of Death,
And tore the Bars away.

2 Death is no more the King of Dread,
Since our Immanuel rose;
He took the Tyrant's Sting away,
And spoil'd our hellish Foes.

3 See how the Conqu'ror mounts aloft,
And to his Father flies,
With scars of honor in his Flesh,
And Triumph in his Eyes.

4 There our exalted Saviour reigns,
And scatters Blessings down;
Our Jesus fills the middle seat
Of the Celestial Throne.

[5 Raise your Devotion, mortal Tongues,
To reach his blest Abode,
Sweet be the Accents of your Songs
To our incarnate God.

6 Bright Angels, strike your loudest Strings,
Your sweetest Voices raise;
Let Heav'n and all created Things
Sound our Immanuel's Praise.]

Text Information

• First Line: Hosanna to the Prince of Light
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1769
• Topic: Ascension and Resurrection of Christ

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