Glory, glory, to our King

Hymnwriter – T. Kelly

  1. Glory, glory, to our King!
        Crowns unfading wreathe His head;
    Jesus is the name we sing;
        Jesus risen from the dead;
    Jesus, spoiler of the grave;
    Jesus, mighty now to save.
  1. Jesus is gone up on high;
        Angels come to meet their King;
    Shouts triumphant rend the sky,
        While the Victor's praise they sing;
    "Open now, ye heavenly gates!
    'Tis the King of glory waits."
  1. Now behold Him high enthroned!
        Glory beaming from His face;
    By adoring angels owned,
        Lord of holiness and grace;
    Oh, for hearts and tongues to sing,
    "Glory, glory to our King!"
  1. Jesus, on thy people shine;
        Warm our hearts and tune our tongues,
    That with angels we may join,
        Share their bliss and swelltheir songs;
    Glory, honour, praise and power,
    Lord, be thine for evermore 






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