1 God is gone up with joyful sound
Of saints that sing on high;
His own right hand and holy arm
Have brought the victory nigh!
2 Now empty are the courts of Death
And crushed thy sting, Despair;
And roses bloom in desert tomb
For Jesus hath been there!
3 And He hath tamed the strength of Hell,
And dragged him through the sky,
Captive behind His chariot wheel,
That man no more may die.
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #10906
|First Line:||God is gone up with joyful sound|
|Title:||God Is Gone Up With Joyful Sound|
|Author:||Reginald Heber, 1783-1826|
|Source:||Published posthumously in Hymns Written and Adapted to the Weekly Church Service of the Year (London: J. Murray, 1827)|
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|The Cyber Hymnal #10906||God Is Gone Up With Joyful Sound||God is gone up with joyful sound||ABERDEEN||Reginald Heber, 1783-1826||CM||Published posthumously in <cite>Hymns Written and Adapted to the Weekly Church Service of the Year</cite> (London: J. Murray, 1827)|