The Hymnal ‎#192

192. O ye immortal throng

1. O ye immortal throng
Of angels round the throne,
Join with our feeble song
To make the Savior known:
On earth ye knew
His wondrous grace,
His glorious face
In heaven ye view.

2. Ye saw the heaven-born child
In human flesh arrayed,
Benevolent and mild
While in the manger laid:
And "Praise to God
And peace on earth,"
For such a birth
Proclaimed aloud.

3. Around the bloody tree
Ye pressed with strong desire
That wondrous sight to see,
The Lord of life expire:
And could your eyes
Have known a tear,
Had dropped it there
In sad surprise.

4. Around His sacred tomb
A willing watch ye keep
Till the blest moment come
To rouse Him from His sleep:
Then rolled the stone,
And all adored
Your rising Lord
With joy unknown.

5. When, all arrayed in Light,
The shining Conqueror rode,
Ye hailed His rapturous flight
Up to the throne of God.
And waved around
Your golden wings,
And struck your strings
Of sweetest sound.

6. The warbling notes pursue,
And louder anthems raise;
While mortals sing with you
Their own Redeemer's praise:
And thou, my heart,
With equal flame,
And joy the same
Perform thy part.

Amen.

Text Information

• First Line: O ye immortal throng
• Author: Rev. Philip Doddridge (1737)
• Publication Date: 1895

Tune Information

• Name: CHRIST CHURCH