Join all the glorious names

Join all the glorious names

Of wisdom, love, and power,

That ever mortals knew,

That angels ever bore:

All are too mean to speak His worth,

Too mean to set my Saviour forth.

Great Prophet of my God,

My tongue would bless Thy Name;

By Thee the joyful news

Of our salvation came, --

The joyful news of sins forgiven,

Of hell subdued, and peace with heaven.

Jesus, my great High Priest,

Offered His blood and died;

My guilty conscience seeks

No sacrifice beside:

His powerful blood did once atone,

And now it pleads before the throne.

My dear Almighty Lord,

My Conqueror and my King,

Thy scepter and Thy sword,

Thy reigning grace, I sing:

Thine is the power: behold, I sit

In willing bonds before Thy feet.

Now let my soul arise,

And tread the tempter down:

My Captain leads me forth

To conquest and a crown:

A feeble saint shall win the day,

Though death and hell obstruct the way.

Isaac Watts, 1674-1748