Sing My Tongue, The Glorious Battle

Words and music by Venantius Honorius Clementianus Fortunatus · tr. John Mason Neale · 1851

Key of C · 100 BPM · 4/4 · Praise,Cross,Christmas · Ex 15:1-2

Verse 1

Sing, my tongue, the glorious battle, With completed vict'ry rife,
And above the cross's trophy Tell the triumph of the strife,
How the world's Redeemer conquered By surrend'ring ring of His Life.

Verse 2

God his Maker sorely grieving That the first born Adam fell,
When he ate the noxious apple Whose reward was death and hell,
Noted then this wood, the ruin Of the ancient wood to quell.

Verse 3

For the work of our salvation Needs would have his order so,
And the multiform deceiver's Art by art would overthrow.
And from thence would bring the med'cine cine Whence the venom of the foe.

Verse 4

Wherefore, when the sacred fullness Of th'appointed time was come,
This world's Maker left His Father, Left His bright and heav'nly nly home,
And proceeded, God Incarnate, From the virgin's holy womb.

Verse 5

Weeps the Infant in the manger That in Bethl'hem's stable stands;
And His limbs the virgin mother Doth compose in swaddling bands,
Meetly thus in linen folding Of her God the feet and hands.

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