AGH 086

Verse 1

Ye choirs of new Jerusalem,
Your sweetest notes employ,
The paschal victory to hymn
In strains of holy joy.

Verse 2

For Judah's Lion burst his chains,
And crushed the serpent's head;
And brought with him, from death's domain,
The long-imprisoned dead.

Verse 3

From hell's devouring jaws the prey
Alone our leader bore;
His ransomed hosts pursue their way
Where he hath gone before.

Verse 4

Triumphant in his glory now,
To him all power is given;
To him in one communion bow
All saints in earth and heaven.

Verse 5

While joyful thus his praise we sing,
His mercy we implore,
Into his palace bright to bring
And keep us evermore.

Verse 6

All glory to the Father be,
All glory to the Son.
All glory, Holy Ghost, to thee,
While endless ages run,
Alleluia! Amen.