Text: | Christ's Victory |
Author: | Watts |
1 Hosanna to our conquering King!
The prince of darkness flies;
His troops rush headlong down to hell,
Like lightning from the skies.
2 There, bound in chains, the lions roar,
And fright the rescued sheep;
But heavy bars confine their power
And malice to the deep.
3 Hosanna to our conquering King!
All hail, incarnate Love!
Ten thousand songs and glories wait
To crown thy head above.
4 Thy victories and thy deathless fame
Through the wide world shall run,
And everlasting ages sing
The triumphs thou hast won.
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First Line: | Hosanna to our conquering King! |
Title: | Christ's Victory |
Author: | Watts |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1844 |
Topic: | Praise |