Lo! He Comes With Clouds Descending (Live)
Andrew Nethsingha
My heart and voice I raise, To spread Messiah's praise; Messiah's praise let all repeat: The universal Lord, By whose almighty Word Creation rose in form complete. A servant's form He wore, And in His body bore Our dreadful curse on Calvary: He like a victim stood, And poured His sacred blood, To set the guilty captive free. But soon the Victor rose Triumphant o'er His foes, And led the vanquished host in chains; He threw their empire down, His foes compelled to own— O'er all, the great Messiah reigns. With mercy's mildest grace, He governs all our race, In wisdom, righteousness, and love: Who to Messiah fly Shall find redemption nigh, And all His great salvation prove. Hail, Savior, Prince of Peace! Thy kingdom shall increase, Till all the world Thy glory see; And righteousness abound, As the great deep profound, And fill the earth with purity!