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CLXXXI. Head of the church triumphant

1 Head of the church triumphant,
We joyfully adore thee,
Till thou appear,
Thy members here
Shall sing like those in glory.
We lift our hearts and voices
With blest anticipation;
And cry aloud,
And give to God
The praise of our salvation.

2 While in affliction's furnace,
And passing through the fire,
Thy love we praise
Which knows no days,
And ever brings us nigher;
We clap our hands exulting
In thine almighty favour;
The love divine
Which made us thine,
Shall keep us thine for ever.

3 Thou dost conduct thy people
Through torrents of temptation;
Nor will we fear,
While Thou art near,
The fire of tribulation:
The world, with sin and Satan,
In vain our march opposes;
By thee we shall
Break thro' them all,
And sing the song of Moses.

4 By faith we see the glory
To which thou shalt restore us,
The cross despise
For that high prize
Which thou hast set before us:
And if thou count us worthy,
We each, as dying Stephen,
Shall see thee stand
At God's right-hand
To take us up to heav'n.

Text Information

• First Line: Head of the church triumphant
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1788
• Topic: Suffering

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