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Like the Golden Sun Ascending

Author: Thomas H. Kingo, 1634-1703; George A. T. Rygh, 1860-1942 Hymnal: Christian Worship (1993) #147 (1993) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Hymnal Title: Christian Worship (1993) First Line: Like the golden sunn ascending Lyrics: 1 Like the golden sun ascending, Breaking through the gloom of night, On the earth its glory spending So that darkness takes to flight, Thus my Jesus from the grave And death's dismal, dreadful cave Rose triumphant Easter morning At the early purple dawning. 2 Thanks to you, O Christ victorious! Thanks to you, O Lord of Life! Death has now no power o'er us, You have conquered in the strife. Thanks because you did arise And have opened paradise! None can fully sing the glory Of the resurrection story. 3 You have died for my transgression; All my sins on you were laid. You have won for me salvation; On the cross my debt was paid. From the grave I shall arise And shall meet you in the skies. Death itself is transitory; I shall lift my head in glory. 4 Grant me grace, O blessed Savior, And your Holy Spirit send That my life and my behavior May be pleasing to the end, That I may not fall again Into death's grim pit and pain, Whence by grace you have retrieved me And from which you have relieved me. 5 For the joy your advent gave me, For your gospel's great reward, For your baptism which has saved me, For your supper and your Word, For your death, the bitter scorn, For your resurrection morn: Lord, I thank you and extol you, And in heav'n I shall behold you. Topics: Easter; Easter Languages: English Tune Title: WERDE MUNTER

Like the Golden Sun Ascending

Author: Thomas H. Kingo, 1634-1703; George A. T. Rygh, 1860-1942 Hymnal: Christian Worship #470 (2021) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Hymnal Title: Christian Worship Lyrics: 1 Like the golden sun ascending, breaking through the gloom of night, on the earth its glory spending so that darkness takes to flight, thus my Jesus from the grave and death's dismal, dreadful cave rose triumphant Easter morning at the early purple dawning. 2 Thanks to you, O Christ victorious! Thanks to you, O Lord of life! Death has now no power o'er us, you have conquered in the strife. Thanks because you did arise and have opened paradise! None can fully sing the glory Of the resurrection story. 3 You have died for my transgression, all my sins on you were laid. You have won for me salvation, on the cross my debt was paid. From the grave I shall arise and shall meet you in the skies. Death itself is transitory; I shall lift my head in glory. 4 For the joy your advent gave me, for your gospel's great reward, for your baptism which has saved me, for your supper and your Word; for your death, the bitter scorn, for your resurrection morn: Lord, I thank you and extol you, and in heav'n I shall behold you. Topics: Easter Scripture: 1 Corinthians 15:1-5 Languages: English Tune Title: WERDE MUNTER

Like the Golden Sun Ascending

Author: T. H. Kingo, 1634-1703; G. A. T. Rygh, 1860-1942 Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymnary #354 (1996) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Hymnal Title: Evangelical Lutheran Hymnary Lyrics: 1 Like the golden sun ascending, Breaking through the gloom of night, On the earth his glory spending So that darkness takes to flight, Thus my Jesus from the grave And death's dismal, dreadful cave Rose triumphant Easter morning At the early purple dawning. 2 Thanks to Thee, O Christ victorious! Thanks to Thee, O Lord of life! Death hath now no power o'er us, Thou hast conquered in the strife. Thanks because Thou didst arise And hast opened Paradise! None can fully sing the glory Of the resurrection story. 3 For my heart finds consolation And my fainting soul grows brave When I stand in contemplation At Thy dark and dismal grave; When I see where Thou didst sleep In death's dungeon dark and deep, Yet didst break all bands asunder, Must I not rejoice and wonder? 4 Though I be by sin o'ertaken, Though I lie in helplessness, Though I be by friends forsaken And must suffer sore distress, Though I be despised, contemned, And by all the world condemned, Though the dark grave yawn before me, Yet the light of hope shines o'er me. 5 Thou hast died for my transgression, All my sins on Thee were laid; Thou hast won for me salvation, On the cross my debt was paid. From the grave I shall arise And shall meet Thee in the skies. Death itself is transitory; I shall lift my head in glory. 6 Satan's arrows all lie broke, Death and hell have met their doom; Christ, Thy rising is the token: Thou hast triumphed o'er the tomb. Thou hast buried all my woe, And my cup doth overflow; By Thy resurrection glorious I shall wave my palms victorious. 7 As the Son of God I know Thee, For I see Thy sov'reign pow'r; Sin and death shall not o'erthrow me Even in my dying hour; For Thy resurrection is Surety for my heav'nly bless, And my baptism a reflection Of Thy death and resurrection. 8 Unto life Thou shalt arouse me By Thy resurrection's pow'r; Though the hideous grave shall house me, And my flesh the worms devour; Fire and water may destroy My frail body, yet with joy I shall rise as Thou hast risen From the deep sepulchral prison. 9 Grant me grace, O blessed Savior, And Thy Holy Spirit send That my walk and my behavior May be pleasing to the end; That I may not fall again Into death's grim pit and pain, Whence by grace Thou hast retrieved me And from which Thou hast relieved me. 10 For the joy Thy advent gave me, For Thy holy, precious Word; For Thy baptism which doth save me, For Thy blest Communion board; For Thy death, the bitter scorn, For Thy resurrection morn, Lord, I thank Thee and extol Thee, And in heav'n I shall behold Thee. Topics: Resurrection Languages: English Tune Title: WERDE MUNTER

Like The Golden Sun Ascending

Author: T. Kingo Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home #115 (1927) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Hymnal Title: Hymnal for Church and Home Lyrics: 1 Like the golden sun ascending, Breaking through the gloom of night, On the earth his glory spending So the darkness takes to flight; Thus my Jesus from the grave And death's dismal, dreadful cave, Rose triumphant Easter morning, At the early purple dawning. 2 Thanks to Thee, O Christ victorious! Thanks to Thee O Lord of life! Death hath now no power o'er us, Thou hast conquer'd in the strife; Thanks because Thou didst arise, And hast open'd Paradise! None can fully sing the glory Of the resurrection story. 3 For my heart finds consolation, And my fainting soul grows brave, When I stand in contemplation, At thy dark and dismal grave; When I see where Thou didst sleep In death's dungeon dark and deep, Yet didst break all bands asunder, Must I not rejoice and wonder? 4 Thou hast died for my transgression, All my sins on Thee were laid; Thou hast won for me salvation, On the cross my debt was paid; From the grave I shall arise, And shall meet Thee in the skies; Death itself is transitory, I shall lift my head in glory. 5 Satan's arrows all lie broken, Death and hell have met their doom; Christ, Thy rising is the token: Thou hast triumphed o'er the tomb; Thou hast buried all my woe, And my cup doth overflow; By Thy resurrection glorious I shall wave my palms victorious. 6 Grant me grace, O blessed Savior, And Thy Holy Spirit send, That my walk and my behavior May be pleasing to the end; That I may not fall again Into death's grim pit and pain Whence by grace Thou hast receiv'd me, And from which Thou hast relieved me. Topics: Passion and Easter Languages: English Tune Title: [Like the golden sun ascending]

Like The Golden Sun Ascending

Author: T. Kingo Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home (2nd ed.) #115 (1928) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Hymnal Title: Hymnal for Church and Home (2nd ed.) Lyrics: 1 Like the golden sun ascending, Breaking through the gloom of night, On the earth his glory spending, So the darkness takes to flight; Thus my Jesus from the grave And death's dismal, dreadful cave, Rose triumphant Easter morning, At the early purple dawning. 2 Thanks to Thee, O Christ victorious! Thanks to Thee, O Lord of life! Death hath now no power o'er us, Thou hast conquered in the strife; Thanks because Thou didst arise, And hast opened Paradise! None can fully sing the glory Of the resurrection story. 3 For my heart finds consolation, And my fainting soul grows brave, When I stand in contemplation At Thy dark and dismal grave; When I see where Thou didst sleep In death's dungeon dark and deep, Yet didst break all bands asunder, Must I not rejoice and wonder? 4 Thou hast died for my transgression, All my sins on Thee were laid; Thou hast won for me salvation, On the cross my debt was paid; From the grave I shall arise, And shall meet Thee in the skies; Death itself is transitory, I shall lift my head in glory. 5 Satan's arrows all lie broken, Death and hell have met their doom; Christ, Thy rising is the token: Thou hast triumphed o'er the tomb; Thou hast buried all my woe, And my cup doth overflow; By Thy resurrection glorious I shall wave my palms victorious. 6 Grant me grace, O blessed Savior, And Thy Holy Spirit send, That my walk and my behavior May be pleasing to the end; That I may not fall again Into death's grim pit and pain, Whence by grace Thou hast retrieved me And from which Thou hast relieved me. Topics: Passion and Easter Languages: English Tune Title: [Like the golden sun ascending]

Like the golden sun ascending

Author: Thomas H. Kingo Hymnal: The Annex #d48 (1920) Hymnal Title: The Annex

Like the Golden Sun Ascending

Author: Thomas H. Kingo; George A. Rygh Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #3773 Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal Lyrics: 1. Like the golden sun ascending, Breaking through the gloom of night, On the earth His glory spending So that darkness takes to flight, Thus my Jesus from the grave And death’s dismal, dreadful cave Rose triumphant Easter morning At the early purple dawning. 2. Thanks to Thee, O Christ victorious! Thanks to Thee, O Lord of Life! Death hath now no power o’er us, Thou hast conquered in the strife. Thanks because Thou didst arise And hast opened Paradise! None can fully sing the glory Of the resurrection story. 3. Though I be by sin o’ertaken, Though I lie in helplessness, Though I be by friends forsaken And must suffer sore distress, Though I be despised, contemned, And by all the world condemned, Though the dark grave yawn before me, Yet the light of hope shines o’er me. 4. Thou hast died for my transgression, All my sins on Thee were laid; Thou hast won for me salvation, On the cross my debt was paid. From the grave I shall arise And shall meet Thee in the skies. Death itself is transitory; I shall lift my head in glory. 5. Grant me grace, O blessèd Savior, And Thy Holy Spirit send That my walk and my behavior May be pleasing to the end; That I may not fall again Into death’s grim pit and pain, Whence by grace Thou hast retrieved me And from which Thou hast relieved me. 6. For the joy Thy advent gave me, For Thy holy, precious Word; For Thy baptism, which doth save me, For Thy blest communion board; For Thy death, the bitter scorn, For Thy resurrection morn, Lord, I thank Thee and extol Thee, And in Heaven I shall behold Thee. Languages: English Tune Title: WERDE MUNTER

Like the Golden Sun Ascending

Author: Thomas Kingo; George T. Rygh Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnal #207 (1941) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Hymnal Title: The Lutheran Hymnal Lyrics: 1 Like the golden sun ascending, Breaking thro' the gloom of night, On the earth his glory spending So that darkness takes to flight, Thus my Jesus from the grave And Death's dismal, dreadful cave Rose triumphant Easter morning At the early purple dawning. 2 Thanks to Thee, O Christ victorious! Thanks to Thee, O Lord of Life! Death hath now no power o'er us, Thou hast conquered in the strife. Thanks because Thou didst arise And hast opened Paradise! None can fully sing the glory Of the resurrection story. 3 Though I be by sin o'ertaken, Though I lie in helplessness, Though I be by friends forsaken And must suffer sore distress, Though I be despised, contemned, And by all the world condemned, Though the dark grave yawn before me, Yet the light of hope shines o'er me. 4 Thou hast died for my transgression, All my sins on Thee were laid; Thou hast won for me salvation, On the cross my debt was paid. From the grave I shall arise And shall meet Thee in the skies. Death itself is transitory; I shall lift my head in glory. 5 Grant me grace, O blessed Savior, And Thy Holy Spirit send That my walk and my behavior May be pleasing to the end; That I may not fall again Into Death's grim pit and pain, Whence by grace Thou hast retrieved me And from which Thou hast relieved me. 6 For the joy Thy advent gave me, For Thy holy, precious Word; For Thy Baptism, which doth save me, For Thy blest Communion board; For Thy death, the bitter scorn, For Thy resurrection morn, Lord, I thank Thee and extol Thee, And in heaven I shall behold Thee. Amen. Topics: The Church Year Easter Scripture: Acts 2:32 Languages: English Tune Title: WERDE MUNTER

Like the golden sun ascending

Author: T. Kingo Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #325 (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Hymnal Title: The Lutheran Hymnary Lyrics: 1 Like the golden sun ascending, Breaking through the gloom of night, On the earth his glory spending So that darkness takes to flight; Thus my Jesus from the grave And death's dismal, dreadful cave, Rose triumphant Easter morning, At the early purple dawning. 2 Thanks to Thee, O Christ victorious! Thanks to Thee, O Lord of life! Death hath now no power o'er us, Thou hast conquered in the strife; Thanks because Thou didst arise, And hast opened Paradise! None can fully sing the glory Of the resurrection story. 3 For my heart finds consolation, And my fainting soul grows brave, When I stand in contemplation At Thy dark and dismal grave; When I see where Thou didst sleep, In death's dungeon dark and deep, Yet didst break all bands asunder, Must I not rejoice and wonder? 4 Though I be by sin o'ertaken, Though I lie in helplessness, Though I be by friends forsaken, And must suffer sore distress, Though I be despised, contemned, And by all the world condemned, Though the dark grave yawn before me, Yet the light of hope shines o'er me. 5 Thou hast died for my transgression, All my sins on Thee were laid; Thou hast won for me salvation, On the cross my debt was paid; From the grave I shall arise, And shall meet Thee in the skies; Death itself is transitory, I shall lift my head in glory. 6 Satan's arrows all lie broke, Death and hell have met their doom; Christ, Thy rising is the token: Thou hast triumphed o'er the tomb; Thou hast buried all my woe, And my cup doth overflow; By Thy resurrection glorious I shall wave my palms victorious. 7 As the Son of God I know Thee, For I see Thy sovereign power; Sin and death shall not o'erthrow me Even in my dying hour; For Thy resurrection is Surety for my heavenly bliss, And my baptism a reflection Of Thy death and resurrection. 8 Unto life Thou shalt arouse me By Thy resurrection's power; Though the hideous grave shall house me, And my flesh the worms devour; Fire and water may destroy My frail body, yet with joy I shall rise as Thou hast risen From the deep sepulchral prison. 9 Grant me grace, O blessed Savior, And Thy Holy Spirit send, That my walk and my behavior May be pleasing to the end; That I may not fall again Into death's grim pit and pain, Whence by grace Thou hast retrieved me And from which Thou hast relieved me. 10 For the joy Thy birth doth give me, For Thy holy, precious word; For Thy baptism which doth save me, For Thy gracious festal board; For Thy death, the bitter scorn, For Thy resurrection morn, Lord, I thank Thee and extol Thee, And in heaven I shall behold Thee. Topics: The Church Year Easter; The Church Year Easter Tune Title: [Like the golden sun ascending]

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