Hymnal: Psalms Hymns and Spiritual Songs
Date: 1843
Compiler: A Campbell/ W Scott/ B W Stone/ J T Johnson
Publisher/Printer: A Campbell
First Line: O you immortal throng of angels round the throne
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer:
Meter: PM
Tune: Carmarthen
Hymn Number: Hymn 20 (part I)
Page Number: 061 (part I), click to see hymnal pages
LyicsO YOU immortal throng of angels round the throne!
Join with our feeble song to make the Saviour known;
On earth you knew his wondrous grace;
In heav'n you view his beauteous face.
You saw the heav'nly child in human flesh array'd,
All innocent and mild, while in a manger laid;
And praise to God, and peace to earth,
Proclaim'd aloud, for such a birth.
You in the wilderness beheld the tempter spoil'd,
Well known in ev'ry dress, in ev'ry combat foil'd;
And joy'd to crown the Victor's head,
Before his frown when Satan fled.
Around the bloody tree you press'd with strong desire,
That wondrous sight to see-the Lord of life expire!
And could your eyes have known a tear,
In sad surprise had dropp'd it there.
Around his sacred tomb a willing watch you keep,
Till the blest moment come to rouse him from his sleep;
Then roll'd the stone, and all ador'd,
With joy unknown, our rising Lord.
When, all array'd in light, the shining Conq'ror rode,
You hail'd his rapt'rous flight up to the throne of God;
Your golden wings you wav'd around,
And struck your strings of sweetest sound.
The warbling notes pursue, and louder anthems raise,
While mortals sing with you their own Redeemer's praise;
And you, my heart, with equal flame,
Perform your part with joy the same.