Sunday's Hymn: Palm Sunday

Jesus Shall Reign

 
Jesus shall reign where’er the sun
Does his successive journeys run;
His kingdom stretch from shore to shore,
Till moons shall wax and wane no more.

Behold the islands with their kings,
And Europe her best tribute brings;
From north to south the princes meet,
To pay their homage at His feet.

There Persia, glorious to behold,
There India shines in eastern gold;
And barb’rous nations at His word
Submit, and bow, and own their Lord.

To Him shall endless prayer be made,
And praises throng to crown His head;
His Name like sweet perfume shall rise
With every morning sacrifice.

People and realms of every tongue
Dwell on His love with sweetest song;
And infant voices shall proclaim
Their early blessings on His Name.

Blessings abound wherever He reigns;
The prisoner leaps to lose his chains;
The weary find eternal rest,
And all the sons of want are blessed.

Where He displays His healing power,
Death and the curse are known no more:
In Him the tribes of Adam boast
More blessings than their father lost.

Let every creature rise and bring
Peculiar honors to our King;
Angels descend with songs again,
And earth repeat the loud amen!

Great God, whose universal sway
The known and unknown worlds obey,
Now give the kingdom to Thy Son,
Extend His power, exalt His throne.

The scepter well becomes His hands;
All Heav’n submits to His commands;
His justice shall avenge the poor,
And pride and rage prevail no more.

With power He vindicates the just,
And treads th’oppressor in the dust:
His worship and His fear shall last
Till hours, and years, and time be past.

As rain on meadows newly mown,
So shall He send his influence down:
His grace on fainting souls distills,
Like heav’nly dew on thirsty hills.

The heathen lands, that lie beneath
The shades of overspreading death,
Revive at His first dawning light;
And deserts blossom at the sight.

The saints shall flourish in His days,
Dressed in the robes of joy and praise;
Peace, like a river, from His throne
Shall flow to nations yet unknown.

—Isaac Watts (Listen.) 

 
Other hymns, worship songs, etc. posted today:

• The collect for The Sunday Next Before Easter at Magic Statistics. 
• Thou Didst Leave Thy Throne at IMD 2.0.
• Another Isaac Watts hymn at Thirsty Theologian
• Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing at joythruChrist.  
• Reading for Holy Week #1: Palm Sunday at John Dekker’s Journal
• All Glory, Laud, and Honor at The Happy Wonderer
• The Church’s One Foundation at Seasonings of the Heart
• Thine is the Glory at New Lumps
• Hosanna, Loud Hosanna at Jam and Books
  

Have you posted a hymn for Sunday and I missed it? Let me know by leaving a link in the comments or by emailing me at the address in the sidebar, and I’ll add your post to the list.

 

Update on Sunday, April 1, 2007 at 6:46PM by rebecca

• Ride on! Ride on in majesty! posted by Beth in the comments of this post.
  

Update on Monday, April 2, 2007 at 5:13PM by rebecca

• John Dekker links to another Palm Sunday hymn in the comments.

Comments

[Beth]

I don't have a blog, but I want to send you my all-time favorite Palm Sunday hymn:

Ride on! Ride on in majesty!
Hark! all the tribes hosanna cry;
Thy humble beast pursues his road
With palms and scattered garments strowed.

Ride on! Ride on in majesty!
In lowly pomp ride on to die;
Oh Christ, thy triumphs now begin
O'er captive death and conquered sin.

Ride on! Ride on in majesty!
The angel armies of the sky
Look down with sad and wondering eyes
To see the approaching sacrifice.

Ride on! Ride on in majesty!
Thy last and fiercest strife is nigh;
The Father on his sapphire throne
Expects his own anointed Son.

Ride on! Ride on in majesty!
In lowly pomp ride on to die;
Bow thy meek head to mortal pain,
Then take, O God, thy power and reign.

H.H. Milman, 1827

[rebecca]

Thanks for that, Beth!

[John Dekker]

You might also want to check out the hymn that Ben Myers posted - Jesus Goes from Jericho by Kim Fabricius

[rebecca]

Thanks John.