Hymnal: A Selection of Christian Hymns
Date: 1818
Compiler: Rice Haggard
Publisher/Printer: John Norvell
First Line: From the regions of love lo an angel descended
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Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
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Hymn Number: 349
Page Number: 339, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsFrom regions of love, lo an angel descended,
And told the strange news how the babe was attended;
Go shepherds and visit this wonderful stranger,
See yonder bright star! there's your God in a manger,
Hallelujah to the Lamb, in whom we find pardon,
We will perfectly praise him when we pass over Jordan.
Glad tidings of joy attend every nation,
I bring unto you, now behold your salvation!
Transported with rapture, they raise their glad voices,
And shout hallelujah, while heaven rejoices.
Hallelujah, &tc.
All glory to God in the highest be giv'n,
"All glory to God," resounds thro' all heav'n;
O earth join the chorus, repeat the glad story,
And sing of his love, salvation and glory.
Hallelujah, &tc.
In raptures I burn to join the bless'd choir,
Such love so divine sets my soul all on fire;
Around the bright throne new hosannas are ringing,
O when shall I join them, and ever be singing,
Hallelujah, &tc.
The voice of free grace cries escape to the mountain,
For Adam's lost race Christ has opened a fountain,
From sin and transgression, and every pollution,
His blood flows to cleanse us in plenteous effusion.
Hallelujah, &tc.
This fountain of life flows through ev'ry believer;
It rises from Christ and becomes a great river;
O sinners rush forward, and plunge in the fountain,
Your sins shall be buried though high as a mountain.
Hallelujah, &tc.
O Jesus ride on in thy chariot, victorious
And conquer'd with love, make thy kingdom all glorious,
The banner unfurl, let the nations surrender,
And own thee their Saviour, their God and defender.
Hallelujah, &tc.
O Jesus, ride on, thy goings are glorious,
Over sin, death and hell, O make us victorious;
Thy name shall be praised in the great congregation,
And saints shall delight in ascribing salvation.
Hallelujah, &ct.
When on Zion we stand in the land of full blessing,
With our harps in our hands, we will praise without ceasing,
We'll range the bless'd fields on the banks of the river,
And sing Hallelujahs forever and ever.
Hallelujah, &tc.