1 SINCE Christ has gone to heaven, His home,
I, too, that home one day must share,
And in this hope I overcome
All doubt, all anguish, and despair:
For where the Head is, well we know,
The members He has left below
In time He surely gathers.
2 Since Christ has reached His glorious throne,
And mighty gifts henceforth are His,
My heart can rest in heaven alone,
On earth my Lord I ever miss:
I long to be with Him on high,
And heart and thoughts do always fly
Where is my only Treasure.
3 From Thy ascension let such grace,
Dear Lord, be ever found in me,
That steadfast faith may guide my ways
With step unfalt'ring up to Thee,
And at Thy voice I may depart
With joy to dwell where Thou, Lord, art;
Lord, hear my supplication!
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First Line: | Since Christ has gone to heaven |
Meter: | Iambic 8, 7 |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1893 |
Topic: | Ascension |
Notes: | C. Winkworth, Tr. a.; German: Auf Christi Himmelfahrt allein - From J. Wegelin, 1636 |