See the Conqu’ror mount in triumph

See the Conqu’ror mount in triumph

See the King in royal state

Riding on the clouds His chariot

To His heav’nly palace gate;

Hark! The choirs of angel voices

Joyful hallelujahs sing

And the portals high are lifted

To receive

to receive

to receive

their heav’nly King.

Who is this that comes in glory

With the trump of jubilee?

Lord of battles

God of armies

He has gained the victory;

He who on the cross did suffer

He who from the grave arose

He has vanquished sin and Satan

He by death

He by death

He by

death has spoiled His foes.

While He lifts His hands in blessing

He is parted from His friends;

While their eager eyes behold Him

He upon the clouds ascends;

He who walked with God and pleased Him

Preaching truth and doom to come

He

our Enoch

is translated

To His home

to His home

to His

everlasting home.

Now our heavenly Aaron enters

With His blood

within the veil;

Joshua now is come to Canaan

And the kings before Him quail;

Now He plants the tribes of Israel

In their promised resting-place;

Now our great Elijah offers

Of His grace

of His grace

double portion of His grace.

He has raised our human nature

On the clouds to God’s right hand;

There we sit in heav’nly places

There with Him in glory stand.

Jesus reigns

adored by angels;

Man with God is on the throne;

Mighty Lord

in Thine ascension

We by faith

we by faith

we by

faith behold our own.