II.LXXXIX. Christ's victory over Satan

1 Hosanna to our conqu'ring King!
The prince of darkness flies,
His troops rush headlong down to hell,
Like lightning from the skies.

2 There bound in chains, the lions roar,
And fright the rescu'd sheep;
But heavy bars confine their pow'r
And malice to the deep.

3 Hosanna to our conqu'ring King!
All hail, incarnate love!
Ten thousand songs and glories wait
To crown thy head above.

4 Thy vict'ries and thy deathless fame
Thro' the wide world shall run,
And everlasting ages sing
The triumphs thou hast won.

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First Line: Hosanna to our conqu'ring King!
Title: Christ's victory over Satan
Language: English
Publication Date: 1793
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