
1 All hail, mysterious King!
Hail, David’s ancient root!
Thou righteous Branch,
Which thence did spring,
To give the nations fruit.
2 Our weary souls shall rest
Beneath Thy grateful shade;
Our thirsting lips
Salvation taste;
Our fainting hearts are glad.
3 Fair Morning-Star, arise,
With living glories bright,
And pour on these
Awakening eyes
A flood of sacred light.
4 The horrid gloom is fled,
Pierced by Thy beauteous ray;
Shine, and our wand’ring
Footsteps lead
To everlasting day.
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #13053
First Line: | All hail, mysterious King |
Title: | All Hail, Mysterious King |
Author: | Philip Doddridge |
Meter: | 6.6.8.6 |
Language: | English |
Copyright: | Public Domain |
All hail, mysterious King. P. Doddridge. [Christ the King.] This hymn on Rev. xxii. 16 is not in the “D. MSS." It was first published (posthumously) in his Hymns, &c, 1755 No. 359, in 4 stanzas of 4 lines, and entitled "Christ the Root and Offspring of David, and the Morning Star." It is also repeated in later editions of the same work, and in the corrected and enlarged ed. by J. D. Humphreys, 1839. Its use in Great Britain is limited, and confined almost exclusively to the older collections; but in America it is given in several hymnals.
-- John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology (1907)