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Charles Wesley

Charles Wesley

(1708 – 1788)

TUNE: Ephraim

Earth rejoice, our Lord is King

Charles Wesley was possibly the most prolific hymn writer that ever lived. It is estimated that he wrote more than 6500 hymns. He was born In Epworth, Lincolnshire (UK) . Along side his brother, John, Charles was used mightily by God during the 18th century ‘Great Evangelical Awaking’.


Earth, rejoice, our Lord is King!
Sons of men, His praises sing;
Sing ye in triumphant strains,
Jesus our Messiah reigns!


Power is all to Jesus given,
Lord of hell, and earth, and heaven,
Every knee to him shall bow;
Satan hear, and tremble now!


Roaring lion, own his power:
Us thou never can devour,
Pluck’d we are out of thy teeth,
Sav’d by Christ from hell and death.


Tho’ thou bruise us in His heel,
Sorer vengeance shalt thou feel:
Christ, the woman’s conqu’ring seed,
Christ in us shalt bruise thy head.


Tho’ the floods lift up their voice,
Calm we hear Thy children’s noise:
Horribly they rage in vain,
God is mightier than man.


Jesus greater we proclaim,
Him in us, than he in them:
Thee their god He overpowers;
Thou art theirs, and Christ is ours.


Strong in Christ we thee defy,
Dare thee all thy force to try,
Work in them, the slaves of sin,
Stir up thy hell within.


All thy hosts to battle bring,
Shouts in us a stronger King,
Lifts our hearts and voices high
Hark, the morning stars reply!


Angels and archangels join,
All triumphantly combine,
All in Jesu’s praise agree,
Carrying on his victory.


Though the sons of night blaspheme,
More there are with us than them;
God with us, we cannot fear;
Fear, ye fiends, for Christ is here!


Lo! to faith’s enlightened sight,
All the mountain flames with light,
Hell is nigh, but God is nigher,
Circling us with hosts of fire.


Our Messias is come down,
Points us to the victor’s crown,
Bids us take our seats above,
More than conqu’rors in His love.


Yes the future work is done,
Christ the Saviour reigns alone,
Forces Satan to submit,
Bruises him beneath our feet.


We the evil angels doom,
Antedate the joys to come,
See the dear Redeemers face,
Sav’d already sav’d by grace.