The Lord Ascendeth Up on High

The Lord as­cend­eth up on high

The Lord hath tri­umphed glo­ri­ous­ly

In pow­er and might ex­cel­ling;

The grave and hell are cap­tive led

Lo! He re­turns

our glo­ri­ous head

To His eter­nal dwell­ing.

The heav­ens with joy re­ceive their Lord

By saints

by an­gel hosts ad­ored

O day of ex­ul­ta­tion!

O earth

ad­ore thy glo­ri­ous king!

His ris­ing

His as­cen­sion sing

With grate­ful ad­or­ation!

Our great high priest hath gone be­fore

Now on His Church His grace to pour

And still His love He giv­eth;

O may our hearts to Him as­cend;

May all with­in us up­ward tend

To Him who ev­er liv­eth!