Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #II.72 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The First Line: Blest morning, whose young dawning rays Lyrics:
Blest morning, whose young dawning rays
Beheld our rising God,
That saw him triumph o'er the dust,
And leave his dark abode!
In the cold prison of a tomb
The dead Redeemer lay,
Till the revolving skies had brought
The third, th' appointed day.
Hell and the grave unite their force
To hold our God in vain;
The sleeping Conqueror arose,
And burst their feeble chain.
To thy great name, almighty Lord,
These sacred hours we pay;
And loud hosannahs shall proclaim
The triumph of the day.
[Salvation and immortal praise
To our victorious King;
Let heav'n, and earth, and rocks, and seas,
With glad hosannahs ring.]
Languages: English
Hymn 72