The Lord Ascendeth Up On High
The Lord Ascendeth up on high, The Lord hath triumphed gloriously,
In power and might excelling;
The grave and hell are captive led. Lo! he returns, our glorious Head,
To his eternal dwelling.
The heavens with joy receive their Lord, By saints, by angel hosts adored;
O day of exultation!
O earth, adore thy glorious King! His rising, his ascension sing
With grateful adoration.
Our great High Priest hath gone before, Upon his Church his grace to pour;
And still his love he giveth.
O may our hearts to him ascend; May all within us upward tend
To him who ever liveth!
