| Song | Hosanna To The Prince Of Light |
| Album | The Christian Hymn Book |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
| Writer(s) | A. Campbell And Others |
| Publisher / Copyrights | |
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| Tags | Hosanna To The Prince Of Light |
| Theme(s) | Burial And Resurrection |
| Scripture Reference(s) | |
| CCLI Song No |
Hosanna To The Prince Of Light,
That Clothed Himself In The Clay,
Entered The Iron Gates Of Death,
And Tore The Bars Away.
Death Is No More The King Of Dread,
Since Our Immanuel Rose;
He Took The Tyrant’s Sting Away,
And Spoiled Our Hellish Foes.
Raise Your Devotion, Mortal Tongues,
To Reach His Blest Abode;
Sweet Be The Accents Of Your Songs
To Our Incarnate God.
Bright Angels, Strike Your Loudest Strings,
Your Sweetest Voices Raise,
Let Heaven And All Created Things,
Sound Our Immanuel’s Praise.
