1. LO, God to heav'n ascendeth!
Through its regions vast
With shouts triumphant blendeth
The trumpet's thrilling blast:
Sing praise to Christ the Lord,
Sing praise with exultation,
King of each heathen nation!
The God of hosts adored!
2. With joy is heav'n resounding,
Christ's glad return to see;
Behold the saints surrounding
The Lord who set them free:
Bright myriads thronging come;
The cherub band rejoices,
And loud seraphic voices
Welcome Messiah home.
3. No more the way is hidden,
Since Christ, our Head, arose:
No more to man forbidden
The road to heav'n that goes.
Our Lord is gone before,
Yet here He will not leave us,
In heaven He'll soon receive us;
He opens wide the door.
4. Christ is our place preparing,
To heav'n we, too, shall rise,
And, joys angelic sharing,
Be where our Treasure lies,
There may each heart be found!
Where Jesus Christ has entered,
There let our hopes be centered,
Our course still heav'nward bound!
5. May we, His servants, thither
In heart and mind ascend;
And let us sing together:
"We seek Thee, Christ, our Friend,
Thee, God's anointed Son,
Our Life, and Way to heaven,
To whom all power is given,
Our Joy, and Hope, and Crown!"
6. Farewell with all thy treasures,
O world, to falsehood giv'n!
Thy dross gives no true pleasure;
We seek the joys of heav'en:
The Saviour is our Prize;
He comforts us in sadness,
And fills our hearts with gladness;
To Him we lift our eyes.
7. When, on our vision dawning,
Will break the wished-for hour
Of that all-glorious morning,
When Christ shall come with power?
O come, thou welcome day!
When we, our Saviour meeting,
His second advent greeting,
Shall hail the heav'n-sent ray.
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