1 All hail, thou great first born,
The holy head of man!
What floods of grace roll on to view,
In mercy's glorious plan!
2 The fulness mankind are:
The temple, Lord, art thou:
Thy body comprehends the whole
Of Adam's tribes below.
3 In thee, presented pure
Before the throne of God,
All nations there are made anew,
Of one life giving blood.
4 First born of Heav'n, of earth,
Of ev'ry creature, hail!
Born to redeem from death and hell,
Thy purpose cannot fail.
5 The skies may waste in flame;
All systems melt away;
The sun himself turn black as night;
And earth be lost to day.
6 But thou shalt still remain,
Th' unchanging, Saviour God;
And as eternal ages roll,
Thy name shall be ador'd.
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First Line: | All hail, thou great first born |
Title: | Presentation in the Temple |
Meter: | S. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1792 |
Scripture: | ; |
Topic: | Hymns, on the Life of Immanuel, the Head of every Man |
Notes: | Original |