The Passion and Exaltation of Christ

Verse 1

Come, all harmonious tongues, Your noblest music bring. ’Tis Christ the everlasting God, And Christ the Man, we sing.

Verse 2

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

Verse 3

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

Verse 4

[The waves of swelling grief Did o’er his bosom roll, And mountains of almighty wrath, Lay heavy on his soul.]

Verse 5

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

Verse 6

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

Verse 7

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

Verse 8

[There his full glories shine, With uncreated rays; And bless his saints’ and angels’ eyes, To everlasting days.]