Hymnal: Fillmore's Harp of Zion
Date: 1867
Compiler: A D Fillmore
Publisher/Printer: R W Carroll & Co
First Line: Hosannah to the Prince of light
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: <no first name given> By Permission
Composer: T Harrison
Meter: CM
Tune: Dominion
Hymn Number: <no hymn number given>
Page Number: 120, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsHosannah to the Prince of light,
Who clothed himself in clay,
Enter'd the iron gates of death,
And tore the bars away,
Enter'd the iron gates of death,
And tore the bars away.
Death is no more the king of dread,
Since our Immanuel rose:
He took the painful sting away,
And spoil'd our hellish foes,
He took the painful sting away,
And spoil'd our hellish foes.
See how the Conqueror mounts aloft,
And to his Father flies,
With scars of honor in his flesh,
And triumph in his eyes,
With scars of honor in his flesh,
And triumph in his eyes.
There our exalted Saviour reigns,
And scatters blessings down:
Our Jesus with his Father sits
On the celestial throne,
Our Jesus with his Father sits
On the celestial throne.