1 Christ, above all glory seated!
King eternal, strong to save!
Dying, Thou hast death defeated,
Buried, Thou hast spoiled the grave.
2 Thou art gone, where now is given
What no mortal might could gain,
On the eternal throne of heaven
In Thy Father's power to reign.
3 There Thy kingdoms all adore Thee,
Heaven above and earth below;
While the depths of hell before Thee
Trembling and defeated bow.
4 We, O Lord, with hearts adoring,
Follow Thee above the sky:
Hear our prayers Thy grace imploring,
Lift our souls to Thee on high;
5 So, when Thou again in glory
On the clouds of heaven shalt shine,
We Thy flock may stand before Thee,
Owned for evermore as Thine.
6 Hail! all hail! In Thee confiding,
Jesu, Thee shall all adore,
In Thy Father's might abiding
With one Spirit evermore.
|First Line:||Christ, above all glory seated|
|Title:||Christ, above all glory seated|
|Translator:||Bp. J. R. Woodford (1852)|
|Topic:||Ascensiontide; General; Adoration(1 more...)|
|Notes:||Tune name in index: NEWTON FERNS|
|Name:||[Christ, above all glory seated]|