Classic Poem

My soul, let all thy nobler powers,
And faculties combine:
Awake my tongue, and to my thoughts
Thy tuneful numbers join.

All that's within me, bless and praise
My Saviour and my king:
When he's the subject of the song,
Who can forbear to sing?

Holy and reverend is his name;
How glorious, and how sweet!
All greatness, and all goodness too
I'th' name of J ESUS meet:

A name vile men shall one day dread,
As now the devils fear:
A name the heavenly hosts adore,
To pardon'd sinners dear;

Most dear to them by strongest ties
Of his redeeming love,
Which by a thousand torments try'd,
Did ever constant prove.

Tho death and hell unite their powers
T' oppose his enterprize;
The spotless lamb resolves to fall
A willing sacrifice.

So conquering sin, and death, and hell,
In glory did arise,
And in bright triumph soon ascend
His throne above the skies.

Thence in due time he will return,
With a celestial train,
Of saints and angels, who shall sing
The wonders of his reign.