Ye Choirs of New Jerusalem
VERSE 1
Christians,
come, in sweetest measures
Ye
choirs of new Jerusalem,
Your
sweetest notes employ,
The
Paschal victory to hymn
In strains
of holy joy.
VERSE 2
For
Judah’s Lion bursts His chains,
Crushing
the serpent’s head;
And
cries aloud through death’s domains
To wake
the imprisoned dead.
VERSE 3
From
hell’s devouring jaws the prey
Alone
our Leader bore;
His
ransomed hosts pursue their way
Where
Jesus goes before.
VERSE 4
Triumphant
in His glory now
To Him
all power is given;
To Him
in one communion bow
All
saints in earth and heaven.
VERSE 5
While
we, His soldiers, praise our King,
His
mercy we implore,
Within
His palace bright to bring
And keep
us evermore.
VERSE 6
All
glory to the Father be,
All
glory to the Son,
All
glory, Holy Ghost, to Thee,
While
endless ages run.
VERSE 7
Ye
choirs of new Jerusalem,
To sweet
new strains attune your theme;
The
while we keep, from care released,
With
sober joy our Paschal feast:
VERSE 8
When
Christ, unconquer’d Lion, first
The
dragon’s chains by rising burst:
And
while with living voice He cries,
The dead
of other ages rise.
VERSE 9
Engorged
in former years, their prey
Must
death and hell restore today:
And many
a captive soul, set free,
With
Jesus leaves captivity.
VERSE 10
Right
gloriously He triumphs now,
Worthy
to Whom should all things bow;
And
joining heaven and earth again,
Links in
one commonweal the twain.
VERSE 11
And we,
as these His deeds we sing,
His
suppliant soldiers, pray our King,
That in
His palace, bright and vast,
We may
keep watch and ward at last.
VERSE 12
Long as
unending ages run,
To God
the Father, laud be done:
To God
the son, our equal praise,
And God
the Holy Ghost, we raise.
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