Lo, he comes with clouds descending
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Lo, he comes with clouds descending, Once for favoured sinners slain; Thousand thousand saints attending Swell the triumph of his train: Alleluia! Christ appears on earth to reign. Every eye shall now behold him Robed in dreadful majesty; Those who set at nought and sold him, Pierced and nailed him to the Tree, Deeply wailing, Shall the true Messiah see. Those dear tokens of his Passion Still his dazzling body bears, Cause of endless exultation To his ransomed worshippers: With what rapture Gaze we on those glorious scars! Yea, Amen, let all adore thee, High on thine eternal throne; Saviour, take the power and glory, Claim the kingdom for thine own: Alleluia! Thou shalt reign, and thou alone. |
Medio venit nimborum nobis ohm mortuus, mille milibus sanctorum una triumphantibus, Alleluia! Christus ecce! dominus. Dirae maiestatis erunt eius omnes arbitri qui contemptum vendiderunt; quemque adfixerant Cruci, vere Christum noscent flendo dediti. Passionis signa amanda stant in corpore sita, adorantibus miranda emptionis pretia, laeta visu et decora vulnera. Amen! omnibus colaris altus in throno sedens gloriamque nanciscaris tuum tibi capiens Alleluia! regnum unice potens. |