XXXVI. King of Saints

1 Come, ye that love the Saviour's name,
And joy to make it known:
The Sovereign of your hearts proclaim,
And bow before his throne.

2 Behold your King, your Saviour crown'd
With glories all divine:
And tell the wondering nations round,
How bright those glories shine.

3 Infinite power, and boundless grace,
In him unite their rays;
You that have e'er beheld his face,
Can you forbear his praise?

4 When in his earthly courts we view
The glories of our King;
We long to love as angels do,
And wish like them to sing.

5 And shall we long to wish in vain?
Lord teach our songs to rise!
Thy love can animate the strain,
And bid it reach the skies.

6 O happy period! glorious day!
When Heaven and earth shall raise,
With all their powers, the raptur'd lay,
To celebrate thy praise.

Text Information
First Line: Come, ye that love the Savioor's name
Title: King of Saints
Author: Steele
Meter: C. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1793
Topic: Son
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