1 Satan, the dire invader, came
Our new made world t’annoy;
And death marched dreadful in his rear;
His captives to destroy.
2 Caught in his snares, our father sank;
With him his children fell;
And death his fatal shaft prepared
To smite them down to hell.
3 Jesus with pitying eye beheld,
And left His starry crown;
Turned his own weapons on the foe,
And mowed his legions down.
4 By death the Savior death disarmed,
That we in light may shine;
And fixed this great, mysterious law,
That dust should dust refine.
5 No more the pointed shaft we fear;
Nor dread the monster’s boast;
No more the pious dead we mourn,
As friends for ever lost.
6 Their tongues, great Prince of life, shall join
With our recovered breath,
And all th’immortal host, t’ascribe
Our victory to Thy death.
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #8948
Philip Doddridge (b. London, England, 1702; d. Lisbon, Portugal, 1751) belonged to the Non-conformist Church (not associated with the Church of England). Its members were frequently the focus of discrimination. Offered an education by a rich patron to prepare him for ordination in the Church of England, Doddridge chose instead to remain in the Non-conformist Church. For twenty years he pastored a poor parish in Northampton, where he opened an academy for training Non-conformist ministers and taught most of the subjects himself. Doddridge suffered from tuberculosis, and when Lady Huntington, one of his patrons, offered to finance a trip to Lisbon for his health, he is reputed to have said, "I can as well go to heaven from Lisbon as from Nort… Go to person page >
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