Honour And Happiness Unite To Make The Christian'S Name A Praise; How Fair The Scene, How Clear The Light, That Fills The Remnant Of His Days! A Kingly Character He Bears, No Change His Priestly Office Knows; Unfading Is The Crown He Wears, His Joys Can Never Reach A Close. Adorn'D With Glory From On High, Salvation Shines Upon His Face; His Robe Is Of The Ethereal Dye, His Steps Are Dignity And Grace. Inferior Honours He Disdains, Nor Stoops To Take Applause From Earth: The King Of Kings Himself Maintains The Expenses Of His Heavenly Birth. The Noblest Creature Seen Below, Ordain'D To Fill A Throne Above; God Gives Him All He Can Bestow, His Kingdom Of Eternal Love. My Soul Is Ravish'D At The Thought! Methinks From Earth I See Him Rise! Angels Congratulate His Lot, And Shout Him Welcome To The Skies!