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2 Ride on! ride on in majesty! In lowly pomp ride on to die:
O Christ, Thy triumphs now begin O'er captive death, and conquered sin.
3 Ride on! ride on in majesty! The angel armies of the sky
Look down with sad and wondering eyes To see the approaching sacrifice. |
4 Ride on! ride on in majesty!
Thy last and fiercest strife is nigh; The Father on His sapphire throne Expects His own anointed Son.
5 Ride on! ride on in majesty! In lowly pomp ride on to die;
Bow Thy meek head to mortal pain, Then take, O God, Thy power, and reign. Rev. H. H. Milman, 1827 |
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2 Ihen cleansed be every Christian breast, And furnished for so great a Guest: Yea, let us each our hearts prepare For Christ to come and enter there.
3 For Thou art our salvation, Lord, Our refuge and our great reward; |
Without Thy grace we waste away, Like flowers that wither and decay.
4 To heal the sick stretch out Thine hand, And bid the fallen sinner stand; Once more upon Thy people shine, And fill the world with love divine.
Rev. C. Coffin, 1736. Tr. J. Chandler, 1837 |
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