A RISE, O King of grace, arise,
Verse 1
A RISE, O King of grace, arise, And enter to Thy rest, Lo, Thy church waits with longing eyes, Thus to be own'd and blest.
Verse 2
Enter with all Thy glorious train, Thy Spirit and Thy Word; All that the ark did once contain Could no such grace afford.
Verse 3
Here, mighty God! accept our vows, Here let Thy praise be spread; Bless the provisions of Thy house, And fill Thy poor with bread.
Verse 4
Here let the Son of David reign; Justice and truth His court maintain, With love and power divine.
Verse 5
Here let Him hold a lasting throne; And as His kingdom grows, Fresh honours shall adorn His crown, And shame confound His foes.
