Let Mortal Tongues Attempt to Sing

Let mor­tal tongues at­tempt to sing

The wars of Heav’n

when Mi­chael stood

Chief ge­ne­ral of th’eter­nal King

And fought the bat­tles of our God.

Against the dra­gon and his host

The ar­mies of the Lord pre­vail;

In vain they rage

in vain they boast

Their cour­age sinks

their wea­pons fail.

Down to the earth was Sa­tan thrown

Down to the earth his le­gions fell;

Then was the trump of tri­umph blown

And shook the dread­ful deeps of hell.

Now is the hour of dark­ness past

Christ has as­sumed His reign­ing pow­er;

Behold the great ac­cus­er cast

Down from the skies

to rise no more.

’Twas by Thy blood

im­mor­tal Lamb

Thine ar­mies trod the tempt­er down;

’Twas by Thy Word and pow­er­ful name

They gained the bat­tle and re­nown.

Rejoice

ye heav’ns; let ev­ery star

Shine with new glo­ries round the sky;

Saints

while ye sing the heav’n­ly war

Raise your de­liv­er­er’s name on high.