The Psalms of David ‎#II.XVIII

II.XVIII. High on a Hill of dazzling Light

1 High on a Hill of dazzling Light
The King of Glory spreads his Seat,
And Troops of Angels stretch'd for Flight
Stand waiting round his awful Feet.

2 Go, saith the Lord, my Gabriel go,
Salute the Virgin's fruitful Womb;
Make haste, ye Cherubs, down below,
Sing and proclaim the Saviour come.

3 Here a bright Squadron leaves the Skies,
And thick around Elisha stands;
Anon a heav'nly Soldier flies,
And breaks the Chains from Peter's Hands.

4 Thy winged Troops, O God of Hosts,
Wait on thy wand'ring Church below;
Here we are sailing to thy Coasts,
Let Angels be our Convoy too.

5 Are they not all thy Servants, Lord?
At thy Command they go and come;
With chearful Haste obey thy Word,
And guard thy Children to their Home.

Text Information

• First Line: High on a Hill of dazzling Light
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1766
• Topic: Ministry of Angels to Christ and Saints

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