1 At the name of Jesus Evry knee shall bow, Evry tongue confess Him King of glory now; ’Tis the Father’s pleasure We should call Him Lord, Who from the beginning Was the mighty Word. 2 At His voice creation Sprang at once to sight, All the angel faces, All the hosts of light, Thrones and bright dominions, Stars upon their way, All the heavnly orders In their great array. 3 Humbled for a season, To receive a name From the lips of sinners Unto whom He came, Faithfully He bore it Spotless to the last, Brought it back victorious When from death He passed; 4 Bore it up triumphant With its human light, Through all ranks of creatures To the central height, To the throne of Godhead, To the Father’s breast, Filled it with the glory Of that perfect rest. 5 In your hearts enthrone Him; There let Him subdue All that is not holy, All that is not true: Crown Him as your Captain In temptations hour; Let His will enfold you In its light and powr. 6 Christians, this Lord Jesus Shall return again, In His Fathers glory, With His angel train; For all wreaths of empire Meet upon His brow, And our hearts confess Him King of glory now. 7 Glory then to Jesus, Who, the Prince of light, To a world in darkness Brought the gift of sight; Praise to God the Father; In the Spirits love Praise we all together Him who reigns above.
Posted on: Sun, 18 Jan 2015 18:56:58 +0000
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