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Sing the triumphs of your conquering | |||
head, and crucified King ; | |||
His achievements, when he vanquished | |||
All our enemies, we'll sing : | |||
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, | |||
Glory, Glory, Lord, be thine. | |||
Far above the highest Heaven | |||
Thus he gloriously ascends, | |||
Where the honor's to him given, | |||
Every thought of man transcends. | |||
There, exalted, live and reign, while | |||
We admire thy wounds and blood, | |||
Till we see thee come again, in | |||
All the pomp and power of God. | |||
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CPDL #31954: 
- Editor: Barry Johnston (submitted 2014-05-10). Score information: Letter, 1 page, 36 kB Copyright: Public Domain
- Edition notes: Oval-note edition.
General Information
Title: Conquest
Composer: William Billings
Lyricist: James Relly
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Sacred, Hymn
Language: English
Instruments: a cappella
Published: 1786
Description: Words by James Relly, 1758, his Hymn 94.
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Original text and translations
English text
Sing the triumphs of your conquering
head, and crucified King ;
His achievements, when he vanquished
All our enemies, we'll sing :
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah,
Glory, Glory, Lord, be thine.
Far above the highest Heaven
Thus he gloriously ascends,
Where the honor's to him given,
Every thought of man transcends.
There, exalted, live and reign, while
We admire thy wounds and blood,
Till we see thee come again, in
All the pomp and power of God.