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==General information==
==General information==
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This is an hymn by [[Isaac Watts]], his Hymn 91 of Book 2, published 1709.


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==Text and translations==
==Text and translations==
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{{Text|English|
O! the delights, the heavenly joys,
The glories of the place,
Where Jesus sheds the brightest beams
Of his o'erflowing grace!


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Sweet majesty and awful love
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Sit smiling on his brow;
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And all the glorious ranks above
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At humble distance bow.


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Princes to his imperial name
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Bend their bright scepters down;
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Dominions, thrones, and powers rejoice
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To see him wear the crown.}}
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{{Text|Simple|
Archangels sound his lofty praise
Through every heavenly street,
And lay their highest honors down
Submissive at his feet.
 
Those soft, those blessed feet of his,
That once rude iron tore,
High on a throne of light they stand,
And all the saints adore.
 
His head, the dear majestic head
That cruel thorns did wound,
See what immortal glories shine,
And circle it around!}}
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This is the man, th' exalted man,
Whom we unseen adore;
But when our eyes behold his face,
Our hearts shall love him more.
 
Lord, how our souls are all on fire
To see thy bless'd abode!
Our tongues rejoice in tunes of praise
To our incarnate God!
 
And while our faith enjoys this sight,
We long to leave our clay,
And wish thy fiery chariots, Lord,
To fetch our souls away.}}
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==External links ==
==External links ==

Revision as of 17:46, 20 October 2016

General information

This is an hymn by Isaac Watts, his Hymn 91 of Book 2, published 1709.

Settings by composers

 

Text and translations

English.png English text

O! the delights, the heavenly joys,
The glories of the place,
Where Jesus sheds the brightest beams
Of his o'erflowing grace!

Sweet majesty and awful love
Sit smiling on his brow;
And all the glorious ranks above
At humble distance bow.

Princes to his imperial name
Bend their bright scepters down;
Dominions, thrones, and powers rejoice
To see him wear the crown.

 

Archangels sound his lofty praise
Through every heavenly street,
And lay their highest honors down
Submissive at his feet.

Those soft, those blessed feet of his,
That once rude iron tore,
High on a throne of light they stand,
And all the saints adore.

His head, the dear majestic head
That cruel thorns did wound,
See what immortal glories shine,
And circle it around!

 

This is the man, th' exalted man,
Whom we unseen adore;
But when our eyes behold his face,
Our hearts shall love him more.

Lord, how our souls are all on fire
To see thy bless'd abode!
Our tongues rejoice in tunes of praise
To our incarnate God!

And while our faith enjoys this sight,
We long to leave our clay,
And wish thy fiery chariots, Lord,
To fetch our souls away.

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