Rise, Glorious Conqueror

Yesterday while I was cleaning, I listened to Coronovirus and Christ by John Piper. (You can download it for free.) I was again inspired to look for ways to bring God glory through this pandemic.

Nothing surprises our God. He is not wringing His hands helplessly. We don't have to resort to blame, or fear, or panic. Not when He is still the risen Lord and conqueror of death.

May His name prevail.

Rise, Glorious Conqueror
by Matthew Bridges
Hymns of the Church #261

1. Rise, glorious Conqu’ror, rise,
   Into Thy native skies;
   Assume Thy right;
   And where in many a fold
   The clouds are backward rolled
   Pass through those gates of gold,
   And reign in light!
2. Victor o’er death and hell!
   Cherubic legions swell
   Thy radiant train;
   Praises all heav’n inspire;
   Each angel sweeps his lyre,
   And waves his wings of fire—
   Thou Lamb once slain!
3. Enter, incarnate God!
   No feet but Thine have trod
   The serpent down:
   Blow the full trumpets, blow!
   Wider your portals throw!
   Savior triumphant, go
   And take Thy crown!
4. Lion of Judah, hail!
   And let Thy Name prevail
   From age to age;
   Lord of the rolling years,
   Claim for Thine own the spheres,
   For Thou hast bought with tears
   Thy heritage!