All Hail, Victorious Savior, Hail!

All hail

vic­tor­ious Sav­ior

hail!

I bow to Thy com­mand;

And own that Da­vid’s roy­al key

Well fits Thy sov­er­eign hand.

Open the trea­sures of Thy love

And shed Thy gifts abroad;

Unveil to my re­joic­ing eyes

The tem­ple of my God.

There as a pil­lar let me stand

On an eter­nal base;

Upreared by Thine al­migh­ty hand

And pol­ished by Thy grace.

There deep en­grav­en let me bear

The ti­tle of Thy God;

And mark the new Je­ru­sa­lem

As my se­cure ab­ode.

In last­ing char­ac­ters in­scribe

Thine own be­lov­èd name

That end­less ages there may read

The great Em­ma­nu­el’s claim.

Lead on

my Ge­ne­ral

I de­fy

What earth or hell can do;

Thy con­duct

and this glo­ri­ous hope

Shall bear Thy sol­dier through.