EN 2439 Rise, Glorious Conqueror
Isa.60.1
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Rise, glorious Conqueror, rise,
Into Thy native skies;
Assume Thy right;
And where in many a fold
The clouds are backward rolled
Pass through those gates of gold,
And reign in light!
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Victor o’er death and hell!
Cherubic legions swell!
Thy radiant train;
Praises all heaven inspire;
Each angel sweeps his lyre.
And waves his wings of fire—
Thou Lamb once slain!
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Enter, incarnate God!
No feet but Thine have trod
The serpent down:
Blow the full trumpets blow!
Wider your portals throw!
Savior triumphant, go
And take Thy crown!
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Lion of Judah! Hail!
And let Thy Name prevail
From age to age;
Lord of the rolling years,
Claim for Thine own the spheres,
For Thou hast bought with tears
Thy heritage!
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And then was heard afar
Star answering to star—
“Lo! these have come
Followers of Him Who gave
His life their lives to save;
And now their palms they wave,
Brought safely home.”

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