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!