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On the Ascension of Christ

Lo! the God by whom salvation

Published in 6 hymnals

Full Text

1 Lo! the God by whom salvation
Is to fallen men restored;
Now resumes his blissful station,
Shows himself th' Almighty Lord;
Slow ascending,
Bids us for a whole farewell.

2 Who his heavenly state suspended,
And for man's atonement died;
By unnumbered hosts attended
Rises to his father's side;
Borne by angels
Back to his eternal throne.

3 Seraphs chant his endless praises,
Guard him to his ancient seat;
Open wide, ye heavemly places,
Your returning God admit:
Heavenly portals,
Let the King of glory in!

4 Christ his kingdom re-inherits,
His before the world began;
Myriads of admiring spirits
Hover round the Son of Man;
Rapt in wonder,
View the wounds he bore for us.

5 Worthy thou of exaltation,
Lost in sweet surprise thy sing:
Mortals with like acclamation,
Hail your great redeeming King;
Let your voices,
Emulate th' angelic choir.

6 Yes, O Christ, from every creature,
praise shall to thy name be given;
Worthy thou of more and greater,
King of saints, and King of heaven!
Kindling transports
Swell our hearts and tune our tongues.

7 Tho, our Lord is taken from us,
Present but in spirit now,
This his faithful word of promise
Made, while sojourning below;
"Where I enter,
"Thither shall my servants come."

8 Him we praise for his ascension,
Conqueror of sin and death;
Gone up to prepare a mansion
For his ransomed flock beneath;
They shall quickly
Reign with him in glory there.

9 There already is our treasure,
There our heart, our hope, our crown;
Thence on sublunary pleasure,
We, with holy scorn, look down:
Earth hath nothing
Worth a moment's transient thought.

10 We shall soon in bliss adore thee,
Gain the realms of endless day;
Soon be gathered home to glory,
All our tears be wiped away;
There, for ever,
Sing the Lamb's new song of love.

Hymns and Spiritual Songs for the use of Christians, 1803

Text Information

First Line: Lo! the God by whom salvation
Title: On the Ascension of Christ
Language: English