O Lord, Thou Hast Ascended

O Lord

Thou hast as­cend­ed

On high in might to reign;

Captivity Thou lead­est

A cap­tive in Thy train.

Rich gifts to Thee are of­fered

By men who did re­bel

Who pray that now Je­ho­vah

Their God with them may dwell.

Blest be the Lord who dai­ly

Our hea­vy bur­den bears

The God of our sal­va­tion

Who for His peo­ple cares.

Our God is near to help us

Our God is strong to save;

The Lord alone is able

To ran­som from the grave.

Sing un­to God

ye na­tions

Ye king­doms of the earth;

Sing un­to God

all peo­ple

And praise His match­less worth.

He rides in roy­al tri­umph

Upon the hea­v’ns abroad;

He speaks

the mount­ains trem­ble

Before the voice of God.

All glo­ry

might and hon­or

Ascribe to God on high;

His arm pro­tects His peo­ple

Who on His pow­er re­ly.

Forth from Thy ho­ly dwell­ing

Thine aw­ful glo­ries shine;

Thou strength­en­est Thy peo­ple;

Unending praise be Thine.