And while our lips Their tribute bring, 12 The root of David here we find, Our faith adores The name we sing.
And offspring is the same; Eternity and time are join'd
In our Immanuel's name.
3 Bless'd he that comes to wretched men
With peaceful news from heaven;
Hosannas of the highest strain
To Christ the Lord be given !
4 Let mortals ne'er refuse to take
Th' hosanna on their tongues,
Lest rocks and stones should rise, and
Their silence into songs.
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IIYMN 89. B. 2.
Christmas, York.
Christ's victory over Satan.
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The prince of darkness flies;
His troops rush headlong down to hell,
Like lightning from the skies.
2 There bound in chaies the lions roar,
And fright the rescu'd 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.