1 Messiah! at Thy glad approach
The howling winds are still;
Thy praises fill the lonely waste,
And breathe from every hill.
2 The incense of the spring ascends
Upon the morning gale;
Red o’er the hill the roses bloom,
The lilies in the vale.
3 Renewed, the earth a robe of light,
A robe of beauty wears;
And in new heav’ns a brighter Sun
Leads on the promised years.
4 Let Israel to the Prince of Peace
The loud hosanna sing;
With hallelujahs, and with hymns,
O Zion, hail thy king.
|First Line:||Messiah! at Thy glad approach|
|Title:||Messiah! At Thy Glad Approach|
|Author:||Michael Bruce (c. 1764)|
|Notes:||Written for a singing class at Kinneswood, Scotland, it was first published by John Logan in his "Poems", 1781.|
|Source:||Plymouth Collection of Hymns and Tunes by Henry Ward Beecher (New York: A. S. Barnes, 1855)|