Arise the Kingdom is at Hand
The
Kingdom is at Hand
Text:
Johann Rist 165; Trans- Catherine Winkerworth, (modified version by MG)
Music:
Auld Lang Syne
Arise,
the kingdom is at hand
The King is drawing nigh
Arise with joy, you faithful band,
To meet the Lord Host High
The King is drawing nigh
Arise with joy, you faithful band,
To meet the Lord Host High
To
meet the Lord Most High
To
meet the Lord Most High
Arise
with joy, you faithful band,
To meet the Lord most high!
Look up, you souls, weighed down with care
The Sovereign is not far;
Look up, faint hearts, from your despair,
Behold the Morning Star!
To meet the Lord most high!
Look up, you souls, weighed down with care
The Sovereign is not far;
Look up, faint hearts, from your despair,
Behold the Morning Star!
Behold
the Morning Star!
Behold
the Morning Star!
Look
up, faint hearts, from your despair,
Behold the Morning Star!
Behold the Morning Star!
Hope
on, you broken hearts, at last
The King comes in His might;
He loved us in the ages past
When we lay wrapped in night.
The King comes in His might;
He loved us in the ages past
When we lay wrapped in night.
When
we lay wrapped in night
When
we lay wrapped in night
He
loved us in the ages past
When we lay wrapped in night.
When we lay wrapped in night.
The
Lord is with us now, who shall
The sinking spirit feed
With strength and comfort at its need
And even death shall bow.
The sinking spirit feed
With strength and comfort at its need
And even death shall bow.
And
even death shall bow
And
even death shall bow
With
strength and comfort at its need
And even death shall bow.
And even death shall bow.
Now
are our sorrows o’er, and fear
And wrath to joy give place
Since God has made us in His grace
His children evermore.
And wrath to joy give place
Since God has made us in His grace
His children evermore.
His
children evermore
His
children evermore
Since
God has made us in His grace
His children evermore.
His children evermore.
So rich
the gifts You give to us,
Yourself made poor and weak;
O love beyond compare that thus
Can foes and sinners seek!
Yourself made poor and weak;
O love beyond compare that thus
Can foes and sinners seek!
Can
foes and sinners seek
Can
foes and sinners seek
O
love beyond compare that thus
Can foes and sinners seek!
For this we raise a gladsome voice
On high to You alone,
And evermore with thanks rejoice
Before Your glorious throne.
Can foes and sinners seek!
For this we raise a gladsome voice
On high to You alone,
And evermore with thanks rejoice
Before Your glorious throne.
Before
Your glorious throne’
Before
Your glorious throne
And
evermore with thanks rejoice
Before Your glorious throne.
Before Your glorious throne.
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