Ye Choirs of New Jerusalem

Ye choirs of new Je­ru­sa­lem

Your sweet­est notes em­ploy

The Pas­chal vic­to­ry to hymn

In strains of ho­ly joy.

For Ju­dah’s Li­on bursts His chains

Crushing the ser­pent’s head;

And cries aloud through death’s do­mains

To wake the im­pri­soned dead.

From hell’s de­vour­ing jaws the prey

Alone our lead­er bore;

His ran­somed hosts pur­sue their way

Where Je­sus goes be­fore.

Triumphant in His glo­ry now

To Him all pow­er is giv’n;

To Him in one com­mun­ion bow

All saints in earth and Heav’n.

While we

His sol­diers

praise our king

His mer­cy we im­plore

Within His pal­ace bright to bring

And keep us ev­er­more.

All glo­ry to the Fa­ther be

All glo­ry to the Son

All glo­ry

Ho­ly Ghost

to Thee

While endl­ess ag­es run.