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Hail to the King, Who comes in weakness now
Author: John Brownlie Hymnal: Hymns from the Morningland #4 (1911) Meter: 10.10.10.4 Lyrics:
I
Hail to the King, Who comes in weakness now,
No wreath of gold encircleth His brow,
Lowly His state,—in lowly worship bow;
Hail to the King!
II
Born of His Maiden Mother, pure as snow,
Son of our God, begotten long ago,
Ere yet the stream of time began to flow;
Hail to the King!
III
Nowhere was found a shelter for His head,
Humble He lay, e’en where the oxen fed,
No couch nor crib, a manger was His bed;
Hail to the King!
IV
Herdsmen were there who heard the angels sing;
Wise men from far who myrrh and incense bring,
No other hand bestowed an offering;
Hail to the King!
V
Hail to the King! O Christ upon Thy throne,
Look on the souls which Thou didst make Thine own,
When by Thy Birth and Death Thou did’st atone;
Hail to the King!
Languages: English
Hail to the King, Who comes in weakness now
Hail to the King, who comes in weakness now
Hymnal: Hymns of the Early Church #52 (1913) Meter: 10.10.10.5 Lyrics:
Hail to the King, who comes in weakness now,
No wreath of gold encircleth His brow,
Lowly His state--in lowly worship bow;
Hail to the King!
Born of His maiden mother, pure as snow,
Son of our God, begotten long ago,
Ere yet the stream of time began to flow;
Hail to the King!
Nowhere was found a shelter for His head,
Humble He lay, e'en where the oxen fed,
No couch nor crib, a manger was His bed;
Hail to the King!
53
Herdsmen were there who heard the angels sing;
Wise men from far who myrrh and incense bring,
No other hand bestowed an offering;
Hail to the King!
Hail to the King! O Christ, upon Thy throne,
Look on the souls which Thou didst make Thine own,
When by Thy birth and death Thou didst atone;
Hail to the King!
Languages: English
Hail to the King, who comes in weakness now
Hail To The King
Author: John Brownlie Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10190 Meter: 10.10.10.10 First Line: Hail to the King, who comes in weakness now Lyrics: 1 Hail to the King, who comes in weakness now,
No wreath of gold encircleth His brow,
Lowly His state—in lowly worship bow;
Hail to the King! Hail to the King!
2 Born of His maiden mother, pure as snow,
Son of our God, begotten long ago,
Ere yet the stream of time began to flow;
Hail to the King! Hail to the King!
3 Nowhere was found a shelter for His head,
Humble He lay, e’en where the oxen fed,
No couch nor crib, a manger was His bed;
Hail to the King! Hail to the King!
4 Herdsmen were there who heard the angels sing;
Wise men from far who myrrh and incense bring,
No other hand bestowed an offering;
Hail to the King! Hail to the King!
5 Hail to the King! O Christ, upon Thy throne,
Look on the souls which Thou didst make Thine own,
When by Thy birth and death Thou didst atone;
Hail to the King! Hail to the King!
Languages: English Tune Title: LANGRAN
Hail To The King
