Hymn CLXIII. Hallelujah Metre. The Triumph of Christ and the Power of his Gospel

Loud to the prince of heaven Your cheerful voices raise; To him your vows be given, And fill his courts with praise. With conscious worth, All clad in arms, All bright in charms, He sallies forth.

Gird on thy conquering sword, Ascend thy shining car; And march, almighty Lord, To wage thy holy war. Before his wheels, In glad surprize Ye vollies rise, And sink ye hills.

Fair truth and gentle love, With righteousness and peace, In thy retinue move, Thy conquering power to grace. Thou in their cause Shalt prosperous ride, And far and wide, Dispense thy Laws.

Before thy mighty sword, Millions of foes shall fall; The captives of thy word, That word which conquers all. The world shall know, Great King of Kings, What wond'rous things Thine arm can do.

Here to my willing soul Bend thy triumphant way, Here, every foe control And all thy power display. Beneath thy sword, Blest Jesus, see I bow to thee, My Prince and Lord.