Hail, Thou soon coming King of Glory!
What
wisdom, majesty, and grace
Through all the gospel shine!
’Tis God that speaks, and we confess
His doctrine most divine.
Down from His shining throne on High
Th’Almighty Savior comes,
Lays His bright robes of glory by,
And feeble flesh assumes,
The mighty debt His chosen owed
Upon the cross He pays;
Then through the clouds ascends to God,
’Midst shouts of loftiest praise.
There He, our great High Priest, appears
Before His Father’s throne;
There on His breast our names He wears,
And counts our cause His own.
-Tune: "Amazing Grace"
Through all the gospel shine!
’Tis God that speaks, and we confess
His doctrine most divine.
Down from His shining throne on High
Th’Almighty Savior comes,
Lays His bright robes of glory by,
And feeble flesh assumes,
The mighty debt His chosen owed
Upon the cross He pays;
Then through the clouds ascends to God,
’Midst shouts of loftiest praise.
There He, our great High Priest, appears
Before His Father’s throne;
There on His breast our names He wears,
And counts our cause His own.
-Tune: "Amazing Grace"
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