Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #CLXXXI (1791) Lyrics: 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 higher;
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 through 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. Topics: Suffering Languages: English
Head of the church triumphant