On Jordan's Bank the Baptist's Cry Video (MV)
Performed By: The Choir of St John's College
Featuring: Cambridge, Joseph Wicks, George Herbert
Language: English
Length: 2:29
Written by: Christopher Robinson, Winchester New
The Choir of St John's College - On Jordan's Bank the Baptist's Cry Lyrics
"On Jordan's bank the Baptist's cry announces that the Lord is nigh come then and hearken, for he brings glad tidings from the King of kings.
Then cleansed be every Christian breast, and furnished for so great a guest!
Yea, let us each our hearts prepare
For Christ to come and enter there.
For thou art our salvation, Lord,
Our refuge and our great reward without thy grace our souls must fade, and wither like a flower decayed.
Stretch forth thine hand to heal our sore, and make us rise, to fall no more
Once more upon thy people shine,
And fill the world with love divine.
All praise, eternal Son, to thee whose advent sets thy people free, whom, with the Father, we adore, and Spirit blest, for evermore."
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English
"On Jordan's bank the Baptist's cry announces that the Lord is nigh come then and hearken, for he brings glad tidings from the King of kings.
Then cleansed be every Christian breast, and furnished for so great a guest!
Yea, let us each our hearts prepare
For Christ to come and enter there.
For thou art our salvation, Lord,
Our refuge and our great reward without thy grace our souls must fade, and wither like a flower decayed.
Stretch forth thine hand to heal our sore, and make us rise, to fall no more
Once more upon thy people shine,
And fill the world with love divine.
All praise, eternal Son, to thee whose advent sets thy people free, whom, with the Father, we adore, and Spirit blest, for evermore."
Then cleansed be every Christian breast, and furnished for so great a guest!
Yea, let us each our hearts prepare
For Christ to come and enter there.
For thou art our salvation, Lord,
Our refuge and our great reward without thy grace our souls must fade, and wither like a flower decayed.
Stretch forth thine hand to heal our sore, and make us rise, to fall no more
Once more upon thy people shine,
And fill the world with love divine.
All praise, eternal Son, to thee whose advent sets thy people free, whom, with the Father, we adore, and Spirit blest, for evermore."
Writer: Christopher Robinson, Winchester New
Copyright: Lyrics © MUSIC SALES CORPORATION
Copyright: Lyrics © MUSIC SALES CORPORATION