1 Let us awake our joys,
Strike up with cheerful voice—
Each creature sing;
Angels—begin the song,
Mortals—the strains prolong,
In accents sweet and strong—
"Jesus is King."
2 Proclaim abroad His name,
Tell of His matchless fame—
What wonders done;
Shout through hell’s dark profound;
Let the whole earth resound,
Till the high heavens resound—
"The victory’s won."
3 He vanquished sin and hell,
And the last foe will quell;
Mourners rejoice!
His dying love adore;
Praise Him now raised in power,
And triumph ever more,
With a glad voice.
4 All hail the glorious day
When thro’ the heavenly way,
Lo, He shall come!
While they who pierced Him wail,
His promise shall not fail;
Saints, see your king prevail:
Come, dear Lord, come!
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #10965
First Line: | Let us awake our joys |
Author: | William Kingsbury |
Language: | English |
Copyright: | Public Domain |