Hymnal: The Christian Psalmist
Date: 1850
Compiler: Silas W Leonard and A D Fillmore
Publisher/Printer: S W Leonard
First Line: Angels roll the rock away
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer:
Meter: 7s
Tune:
Hymn Number: 94
Page Number: 131, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsANGELS, roll the rock away,
Death yield up thy mighty prey;
See! he rises from the tomb,
Glowing with immortal bloom.
'T is the Saviour, angels raise
Fame's eternal trump of praise:
Let the earth's remotest bound
Hear the joy-inspiring sound.
Now, ye saints, lift up your eyes,
Now to glory see him rise,
In long triumph up the sky,
Up to waiting worlds on high.
Heav'n displays her portal wide,
Glorious Saviour, through them ride,
King of glory, mount thy throne,
Thy great Fathers' and thy own.
Praise him, all ye heav'nly choirs,
Praise, and sweep your golden lyres,
Shout, O earth, in rapt'rous song,
Let the strains be sweet and strong.
Ev'ry note with wonders swell,
Sin o'erthrown, and captiv'd hell;
Where is hell's once dreaded king?
Where O death, thy mortal sting?