Christ our High Priest and King. <br /> <br />Rev. 1:5-7. <br /> <br />Now to the Lord, that makes us know <br />The wonders of his dying love, <br />Be humble honors paid below, <br />And strains of nobler praise above. <br /> <br />'Twas he that cleansed our foulest sins, <br />And washed us in his richest blood; <br />'Tis he that makes us priests and kings, <br />And brings us rebels near to God. <br /> <br />To Jesus, our atoning Priest, <br />To Jesus, our superior King, <br />Be everlasting power confessed, <br />And every tongue his glory sing. <br /> <br />Behold, on flying clouds he comes, <br />And every eye shall see him move; <br />Though with our sins we pierced him once, <br />Then he displays his pard'ning love. <br /> <br />The unbelieving world shall wail, <br />While we rejoice to see the day: <br />Come, Lord; nor let thy promise fail, <br />Nor let thy chariots long delay.<br /><br />Isaac Watts<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hymn-61/
