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HE COMES, THE ROYAL CONQUEROR COMES

Scripture Verse

Those enemies of mine who did not want me to be king over them—bring them here and kill them in front of me. Luke 19:27

Introduction

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Philip Doddridge
(1702–1751)

Words: Phi­lip Dodd­ridge (1702–1751). Pub­lished post­hu­mous­ly in Hymns Found­ed on Va­ri­ous Texts in the Ho­ly Scrip­tures, by Job Or­ton (Shrop­shire, Eng­land: Jo­shua Ed­dowes & John Cot­ton: 1755), num­ber 213: Re­bels against Christ exe­cut­ed.

Music: Old Mar­tyrs Psalms (Ed­in­burgh, Scot­land: 1615) (🔊 ).

Lyrics

He comes; the roy­al Con­quer­or comes;
His le­gions fill the sky;
Angelic trum­pets rend the tombs,
And loud pro­claim Him nigh.

Ye re­bel hosts, how vain your rage
Against this so­ver­eign Lord!
What mad­ness bears you on t’en­gage
The ter­rors of His sword?

Bring forth, He cries, those sons of pride,
That scorned My gen­tle sway,
To prove the arm they once de­fied
Omnipotent to slay.

Tremendous scene of wrath di­vine!
How wide the ven­geance spreads!
His point­ed darts of light­ning shine
Round their de­fense­less heads.

Now let the re­bels seek that face
From which they can­not flee!
And thou, my soul, adore the grace
That sweet­ly con­quered thee.