The Psalms of David ‎#II.LXXXIV

II.LXXXIV. Come, all harmonious Tongues

1 Come, all harmonious Tongues,
Your noblest Music bring,
'Tis Christ, the everlasting God,
And Christ, the Man, we sing.

2 Tell how he took our Flesh,
To take away our Guilt,
Sing the dear Drops of sacred Blood
That hellish Monster spilt.

[2 Alas, the cruel Spear
Went deep into his Side,
And the rich Flood of purple Gore
Their murd'rous Weapons dyed.]

[4 The Waves of swelling Grief
Did o'er his Bosom roll,
And Mountains of Almighty Wrath
Lay heavy on his Soul.]

5 Down to the Shades of Death
He bow'd his awful Head;
Yet he arose to live and reign,
When Death itself is dead.

6 No more the bloody Spear,
The Cross and Nails no more;
For Hell itself shakes at his Name,
And all the Heav'ns adore.

7 There the Redeemer sits
High on the Father's Throne;
The Father lays his Vengeance by,
And smiles upon his Son.

8 There his full Glories shine
With uncreated Rays,
And bless his Saints and Angels Eyes
To everlasting Days.

Text Information

• First Line: Come, all harmonious Tongues
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1769
• Topic: Christ: His Suffering and Glory; Christ: Humiliation and Exaltation; The Passion and Exaltation of Christ
• Notes: Public Domain.

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