Sing, my tongue, the glorious battle
[Modernised Version]An 'Amen' is added at the end when sung to the Sarum Plainsong melody PANGE LINGUA
1 Sing, my tongue, the glorious battle,
sing the final, fierce affray!
how the cross became a triumph
where our sin was borne away;
how, the pains of death enduring,
earth's Redeemer won the day.
2 When at last the appointed fulness
of the sacred time had come,
he was sent, the world's Creator,
from the Father's heavenly home;
and he came in truest manhood
from a humble virgin's womb.
3 Now the thirty years are ended
which on earth he willed to see;
willingly he goes to suffer,
born to set his people free;
on the cross the Lamb is lifted,
there the sacrifice to be.
4 Gall and vinegar they offer,
mocking him with thorns and reed;
nails and spear, the Saviour piercing,
make his sacred body bleed:
by that blood the whole creation
from the stain of sin is freed.
5 Praise and honour to the Father,
praise and honour to the Son,
praise and honour to the Spirit,
ever Three and ever One:
one in triumph, one in glory
while eternal ages run!
Jubilate Hymns version of 'Pange linqua gloriosi praelium certamis', John Mason Neale (1818 - 1866)
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