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: Hail all you hosts of seraphs bright
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
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Meter: PM
Tune: Italian Air
Hymn Number: Song 152 (part I)
Page Number: 225 (part I), click to see hymnal pages
LyicsHAIL! all you hosts of seraphs bright,
I come to join your comp'ny,
Here to partake your pure delight,
And join your sacred symph'ny.
My pains have ceas'd, my cares are o'er,
I now have reach'd the blissful shore,
And scenes of joy before me rise,
All heaven bursts upon my eyes.
O! sound his praise, you heav'nly choir,
Who sav'd me from the flaming fire.
No more shall earth's poor honors gain
One moment's veneration;
With fleeting joys for me in vain
Shall Satan spread temptation.
I've fought the fight, nor could I yield,
For Jesus was my glorious shield;
And now I'll give, in realms above,
The glory to my Saviour's love.
Lo! angel bands, with paeans sweet,
The raptur'd soul entrancing,
Lead me the martyr'd saints to meet,
In joyful troops advancing.
I find my Christian neighbors here,
My brethren and my friends so dear,
And now, before th' eternal throne,
My Jesus claims me for his own!
Here reigns the Father of my Lord,
In light effulgent dwelling,
By all in heav'n and earth ador'd,
All praises far excelling.
Around his throne the lightnings play,
And elders, ranged in bright array,
Blessing and glory give, and pow'r,
To him that lives for evermore.
Here may I, rob'd in garments bright,
Enjoy unfailing treasure;
Or bathe in pure ethereal light,
And drink of living pleasure;
Where moments fly on angel wings,
And new delight each moment brings,
Where life, and love, and peace remain,
And through eternal ages reign.
O! sound his praise, &c.