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i Hail the day that sees Him rise

Glorious, to His native skies;
Christ, awhile to mortals given,
Enters now the highest heaven.

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There the glorious triumph waits ;
Lift your heads, eternal gates ;
Wide unfold the radiant scene ;
Take the King of Glory in.

3 Him though highest heaven receives,

Still He loves the earth He leaves ;
Though returning to His throne,

He can ne'er forget His own. 4 Still for them He intercedes,

His prevailing death He pleads,
Now prepares for them a place,
Saviour of the ransomed race.

5 Ever upwards may we rove,

Wafted on the wings of love,
Looking when our Lord shall come,
Waiting, longing after home:

6 Then shall we with Thee remain,

Partners of Thine endless reign :
Then Thy face unclouded see;
Find our heaven of heavens in Thee. Amen.

M. Madan.

130.

Æterne Rex altissime.

1 O THOU eternal King most High !

Who didst the world redeem;
And conquering death and hell, receive

A dignity supreme.
2 Thou, through the starry orbs, this day

Didst to Thy throne ascend ; Thenceforth to reign in sovereign power,

And glory without end.

3 There, seated in Thy majesty,

To Thee submissive bow
The heaven of heavens, the spacious earth,

The depths of hell below.
4 There, waiting for Thy faithful souls,

Be Thou to us, O Lord !
Our peerless joy while here we stay,

In heaven our great reward.
5 Renew our strength, our sins forgive,

Our miseries efface ;
And lift our souls aloft to Thee,

By Thy celestial grace.
6 Glory to Jesus, who returns

Triumphantly to heaven;
Praise to the Father evermore,
And Holy Ghost be given. Amen.

E. Caswall. (tr.)

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131.
OUR Lord is risen from the dead ;

Our Jesus is gone up on high :
The powers of hell are captive led,

Dragged to the portals of the sky.

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There His triumphant chariot waits,

And angels chant the solemn lay;
“Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates !

Ye everlasting doors, give way!

3 “Loose all your bars of massy light,

And wide unfold th' ethereal scene;
He claims these mansions as His right;

Receive the King of glory in.”

4 “Who is the King of glory? Who?

The Lord, that all His foes o'ercame,
The world, sin, death, and hell o'erthrew,

And Jesus is the Conqueror's name.”

5 Lo! His triumphant chariot waits,

And angels chant the solemn lay;
"Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates !

Ye everlasting doors, give way!”

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“Who is the King of glory? Who?”

The Lord, of glorious power possess’d,
The King of saints and angels too,
God over all, for ever blest.

C. Wesley. 132.

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THE Saviour stood on Olivet;

His earthly task was o'er ;
And wherefore should He linger yet

On this world's dreary shore ?

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He raised on high His hands divine,

He blessed His faithful train ;
O when shall Adam's guilty line

Such blessings hear again?

3 Then slowly toward the expecting sky

That sky's Creator rose ;
Angelic watchers, ranged on high,

Bade heaven's bright gates unclose.

4 He entered in, the Lord of might,

Eternal and supreme ;
His presence e'en those realms of light

Illumed with brighter beam.

5 O Thou, who thus exalted art,

On whom our souls rely ;
Grant to us now in mind and heart

To dwell with Thee on high.

6 And when at last the archangel's voice

Shall call us from the grave,
May we with all Thy saints rejoice,

Through Him who died to save. Amen. 133

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Head that once was crowned with thorns,
Is crowned with glory now;
A royal diadem adorns

The mighty Victor's brow.
2 The highest place that Heaven affords

Is His, is His by right,
The King of kings, and Lord of lords,

And Heaven's eternal Light.

3 The joy of all who dwell above,

The joy of all below,
To whom He manifests His love,

And grants His Name to know.

4 To them the Cross, with all its shame,

With all its grace, is given ;
Their name an everlasting name,

Their joy the joy of Heaven.

5 They suffer with their Lord below,

They reign with Him above,
Their profit and their joy to know

The mystery of His love.

6 The cross He bore is life and health,

Though shame and death to Him,
His people's hope, His people's wealth,
Their everlasting theme.

T. Kelly.

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