Author: Philip Doddridge, 1702-1751 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #12578 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Ye heav’ns, with sounds of triumph ring Lyrics: 1 Ye heav’ns, with sounds of triumph ring;
Ye angels, burst into a song;
Jesus descends, victorious king,
And leads His shining train along.
2 Ye saints that sleep in dust, arise;
Let joy re-animate your clay;
Spring to your Savior thro’ the skies,
And round His throne your homage pay.
3 Then let the sons of Heav’n draw nigh,
While to th’astonished hosts you tell,
How feeble mortals rose so high
From graves and worms, from sin and hell.
4 Tell them, in accents like their own,
What an incarnate God could do;
Then point to Jesus on the throne,
And boast, that Jesus died for you.
5 Transported, they no more can hear;
Their voices catch the sacred name;
Harmonious to His Father’s ear,
Jesus the God, their harps proclaim.
6 Sin hath its dire incursions made,
That Thou might’st prove Thy power to save;
And death its ensigns wide displayed,
That Thou might’st triumph o’er the grave. Languages: English Tune Title: ISRAEL
Ye Heav'ns, With Sounds Of Triumph Ring