The Song Of Azmaria

Lo! [bad word] with clouds descending,
Once for favored sinners slain;
Thousand, thousand saints attending, 
Swell the triumh of His train;
Halleluiah! Halleluiah! Halleluiah!
God appears on earth to reigh! 
God appears on earth to reigh! 
The dear tokens of His passion
Still His dazzling body bears;
Cause of endless exultation
To His ransomed workshippers;
With what rapture; with what rapture
With what rapture; Gaze me on those 
Glorious scars! Gaze me on those 
Glorious scars!