Who Is This That Comes from Edom? (Kelly)

Who is this that comes from Ed­om

All His gar­ments stained with blood;

To the slave pro­claim­ing free­dom;

Bringing and be­stow­ing good;

Glorious in the garb He wears

Glorious in the spoils He bears?

’Tis the Sav­ior

now vic­tor­ious

Traveling on­ward in His might;

’Tis the Sav­ior

O how glo­ri­ous

To His peo­ple is the sight!

Jesus now is strong to save

Mighty to re­deem the slave.

Why that blood His rai­ment stain­ing?

’Tis the blood of ma­ny slain;

Of His foes there’s none re­main­ing

None the con­test to main­tain:

Fallen they are

no more to rise

All their glo­ry pros­trate lies.

This the Sav­ior has ef­fect­ed

By His migh­ty arm alone;

See the throne for Him erect­ed;

’Tis an ev­er­last­ing throne:

’Tis the great re­ward He gains

Glorious fruit of all His pains.

Mighty Vic­tor

reign for­ev­er

Wear the crown so dear­ly won;

Never shall Thy peo­ple

nev­er

Cease to sing what Thou hast done;

Thou hast fought Thy peo­ple’s foes;

Thou wilt heal Thy peo­ple’s woes.