Isaac Watts
Sullivan
Let mortal tongues attempt to sing
The wars of heav'n, when Michael stood
Chief general of th' Eternal King
And fought the battles of our God

Against the dragon and his host
The armies of the Lord prevail:
In vain they rage, in vain they boast
Their courage sinks, their weapons fail

Down to the earth was Satan thrown
Down to the earth his legions fell;
Then was the trump of triumph blown
And shook the dreadful deeps of hell

Now is the hour of darkness past
Christ has assum'd his reigning power;
Behold the great accuser cast
Down from the skies to rise no more

'Twas by thy blood, immortal Lamb
Thine armies trod the tempter down;
'Twas by thy word and powerful name
They gain'd the battle and renown

Rejoice, ye heav'ns; let every star
Shine with new glories round the sky;
Saints, while ye sing the heav'nly war
Raise your Deliv'rer's name on high