132. Our Lord is risen from the dead

1 Our Lord is risen from the dead;
Our Jesus is gone up on high;
The pow'rs of hell are captive led,
Dragg'd to the portals of the sky.

2 There His triumphal chariot waits,
And angels chant the solemn lay:
"Lift up your heads, ye heav'nly gates,"
Ye everlasting doors, give way.

3 Loose all your bars of massy light,
And wide unfold the radiant scene;
He claims those mansions as His right;
Receive the King of glory in.

4 Who is the King of glory, Who!
The Lord that all His foes o'ercame.
The world, sin, death, and hell o'erthrew;
And Jesus is the conqueror's name.

5 Lo! His triumphal chariot waits,
And angels chant the solemn lay:
"Lift up your heads, ye heav'nly gates,"
Ye everlasting doors, give way.

6 Who is this King of glory, Who?
The Lord of boundless pow'r possess'd
The King of saints and angels, too,
God, over all for ever blest.

Text Information
First Line: Our Lord is risen from the dead
Author: C. Wesley
Language: English
Publication Date: 1920
Topic: Lent: Ascensiontide
Tune Information
Name: DUKE STREET
Composer: J. Hatton
Meter: L.M.
Key: D Major



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