424    C.M.     Isaac Watts
Christ’s Victory. Hos. 13. 14; Eph. 4. 8; Col. 2. 15

1 Hosanna to our conquering King!
  The prince of darkness flies;
  His troops rush headlong down to hell,
  Like lightning from the skies.

2 There, bound in chains, the lions roar,
  And fright the rescued sheep;
  But heavy bars confine their power
  And malice to the deep.

3 Hosanna to our conquering King!
  All hail, incarnate Love!
  Ten thousand songs and glories wait
  To crown thy head above.

4 Thy victories and thy deathless fame
  Through the wide world shall run,
  And everlasting ages sing
  The triumphs thou hast won.