The Road from Idumea C.M.D.
By William Cleary
- F♯ minor
- Time signature
- Isaac Watts,
What might man, or might God,
Comes travelling in state,
Along the Idumean road,
Away from Bozrah's gate?
The glory of his robes proclaim
'Tis some the victorious king:
"'Tis I, the just, th'Almighty One,
That your salvation bring."
"Why, mighty Lord," thy saints inquire,
"Why thine apparel's red?
And all thy vesture stain'd like those
Who in the winepress tread?
'Tis Edom's blood that dyes my robes
With joyful scarlet stains;
The triumph that my raiment wears
Sprung from their bleeding veins."