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==General information==
==General information==
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This is an hymn by [[Isaac Watts]], his Hymn 84 of Book 2, published 1709, entitled ''The passion and exaltation of Christ''.


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==Text and translations==
==Text and translations==
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{{Text|English|
Come, all harmonious tongues,
Your noblest music bring;
'Tis Christ the everlasting God,
And Christ the man, we sing.


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Tell how he took our flesh,
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To take away our guilt;
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Sing the dear drops of sacred blood
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That hellish monsters spilt.


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Alas! the cruel spear
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Went deep into his side,
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And the rich flood of purple gore
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Their murderous weapons dyed.}}
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{{Text|Simple|
The waves of swelling grief
Did o'er his bosom roll,
And mountains of Almighty wrath
Lay heavy on his soul.
 
Down to the shades of death
He bowed his awful head;
Yet he arose to live and reign
When death itself is dead.
 
No more the bloody spear,
The cross and nails no more
For hell itself shakes at his name,
And all the heavens adore.}}
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{{Text|Simple|
There the Redeemer sits
High on the Father's throne;
The Father lays his vengeance by,
And smiles upon his Son.
 
There his full glories shine
With uncreated rays,
And bless his saints' and angels' eyes
To everlasting days.}}
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==External links ==
==External links ==

Revision as of 00:45, 30 March 2016

General information

This is an hymn by Isaac Watts, his Hymn 84 of Book 2, published 1709, entitled The passion and exaltation of Christ.

Settings by composers

 

Text and translations

English.png English text

Come, all harmonious tongues,
Your noblest music bring;
'Tis Christ the everlasting God,
And Christ the man, we sing.

Tell how he took our flesh,
To take away our guilt;
Sing the dear drops of sacred blood
That hellish monsters spilt.

Alas! the cruel spear
Went deep into his side,
And the rich flood of purple gore
Their murderous weapons dyed.

 

The waves of swelling grief
Did o'er his bosom roll,
And mountains of Almighty wrath
Lay heavy on his soul.

Down to the shades of death
He bowed his awful head;
Yet he arose to live and reign
When death itself is dead.

No more the bloody spear,
The cross and nails no more
For hell itself shakes at his name,
And all the heavens adore.

 

There the Redeemer sits
High on the Father's throne;
The Father lays his vengeance by,
And smiles upon his Son.

There his full glories shine
With uncreated rays,
And bless his saints' and angels' eyes
To everlasting days.

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