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Charles Wesley·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Rejoice, the Lord is King:
Your Lord and King adore:
Mortals, give thanks and sing,
And triumph evermore.
Lift up your heart, lift up your voice:
Rejoice; again I say, rejoice.
Verse 2
Jesus, the Saviour, reigns,
The God of truth and love;
When He had purged our stains,
He took His seat above.
Lift up your heart, lift up your voice:
Rejoice; again I say, rejoice.
Verse 3
He sits at God’s right hand
Till all His foes submit,
And bow to His command,
And fall beneath His feet.
Lift up your heart, lift up your voice:
Rejoice; again I say, rejoice.
Verse 4
Rejoice in glorious hope:
Jesus, the Judge, shall come,
And take His servants up
To their eternal home.
We soon shall hear the archangel’s voice:
The trump of God shall sound,—Rejoice.
Charles Wesley, “Rejoice, the Lord Is King”
Presbyterian 1895 No. 142 · 6.6.6.6.8.8. · Arthur's Seat
Charles Wesley·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Come, Thou long-expected Jesus,
Born to set Thy people free;
From our fears and sins release us,
Let us find our rest in Thee.
Verse 2
Israel’s Strength and Consolation,
Hope of all the earth Thou art;
Dear Desire of every nation,
Joy of every longing heart.
Verse 3
Born Thy people to deliver,
Born a child, and yet a King,
Born to reign in us for ever,
Now Thy gracious kingdom bring.
Verse 4
By Thine own eternal Spirit
Rule in all our hearts alone;
By Thine all-sufficient merit
Raise us to Thy glorious throne.
Presbyterian 1895 No. 168 · 8.7.8.7. · (Stuttgart)
Verses 1, 2, 5, 6, Charles Wesley, 1758; verses 3, 4, John Cennick, 1752: arr. and alt. Martin Madan, 1760·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Lo! He comes, with clouds descending,
Once for favored sinners slain;
Thousand thousand saints attending
Swell the triumph of His train:
Alleluia! Alleluia!
God appears on earth to reign.
Verse 2
Every eye shall now behold Him,
Robed in dreadful majesty;
Those who set at naught and sold Him,
Pierced, and nailed Him to the Tree,
Deeply wailing,
Shall the true Messiah see.
Verse 3
Every island, sea, and mountain,
Heaven and earth, shall flee away;
All who hate Him must, confounded,
Hear the trump proclaim the day;
Come to judgment!
Come to judgment, come away!
Verse 4
Now Redemption, long expected,
See in solemn pomp appear!
All His saints, by man rejected,
Now shall meet Him in the air:
Alleluia!
See the day of God appear!
Verse 5
Answer Thine own Bride and Spirit,
Hasten, Lord, the general doom!
The new heaven and earth to inherit,
Take Thy pining exiles home:
All creation
Travails, groans, and bids Thee come.
Verse 6
Yea, Amen! let all adore Thee,
High on Thine eternal throne;
Saviour, take the power and glory,
Claim the kingdom for Thine own:
O come quickly;
Alleluia! come, Lord, come.
Presbyterian 1895 No. 259 · 8.7.8.7.4.7. · Holywood
Philip Nicolai·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Wake, awake, for night is flying;
The watchmen on the heights are crying,
Awake, Jerusalem, at last!
Midnight hears the welcome voices,
And at the thrilling cry rejoices:
Come forth, ye virgins, night is past!
The Bridegroom comes; awake,
Your lamps with gladness take;
Alleluia!
And for His marriage-feast prepare,
For ye must go to meet Him there.
Verse 2
Zion hears the watchmen singing,
And all her heart with joy is springing;
She wakes, she rises from her gloom:
For her Lord comes down all glorious,
The Strong in grace, in truth Victorious,
Her Star is risen, her Light is come.
Ah, come, Thou blessed Lord,
O Jesus, Son of God,
Alleluia!
We follow till the halls we see
Where Thou hast bid us sup with Thee.
Verse 3
Now let all the heavens adore Thee,
And men and angels sing before Thee,
With harp and cymbal’s clearest tone;
Of one pearl each shining portal,
Where we are with the choir immortal
Of angels round Thy dazzling throne;
Nor eye hath seen, nor ear
Hath yet attained to hear
What there is ours;
But we rejoice and sing to Thee
Our hymn of joy eternally.
Philip Nicolai, “Wake, Awake, for Night Is Flying”
Presbyterian 1895 No. 261 · 8.9.8.8.9.8.6.6.4.8.8. · Wachet Auf
Isaac Watts·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Jesus shall reign where-e’er the sun
Does his successive journeys run;
His kingdom stretch from shore to shore,
Till moons shall wax and wane no more.
Verse 2
For Him shall endless prayer be made,
And praises throng to crown His head;
His Name, like sweet perfume, shall rise
With every morning sacrifice.
Verse 3
People and realms of every tongue
Dwell on His love with sweetest song;
And infant voices shall proclaim
Their early blessings on His Name.
Verse 4
Blessings abound where’er He reigns;
The prisoner leaps to lose his chains;
The weary find eternal rest,
And all the sons of want are blest.
Verse 5
Let every creature rise and bring
Peculiar honors to our King,
Angels descend with songs again,
And earth repeat the loud Amen.
Presbyterian 1895 No. 390 · L.M. · (Park Street)
Isaac Watts·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Jesus shall reign where-e’er the sun
Does his successive journeys run;
His kingdom spread from shore to shore,
Till moons shall wax and wane no more.
Verse 2
From north to south the princes meet
To pay their homage at His feet;
While western empires own their Lord,
And savage tribes attend His word.
Gospel Hymns 1895 No. 624 · L.M. · (Park Street)
Isaac Watts·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Jesus shall reign where-e’er the sun
Does his successive journeys run;
His kingdom spread from shore to shore,
Till moons shall wax and wane no more.
Verse 2
From north to south the princes meet
To pay their homage at His feet;
While western empires own their Lord,
And savage tribes attend His word.
Gospel Hymns 1895 No. 64 · L.M. · (Park Street)