Jesus, our Lord, ascend thy throne,

And near thy Father sit:

In Zion shall thy power be known,

And make thy foes submit.

2 What wonders shall thy gospel do!

Thy converts shall surpass

The numerous drops of morning dew,

And own thy saving grace.

3 Jesus, our Priest, for ever lives

To plead for us above;

Jesus, our King, for ever gives

The blessings of his love.

4 God shall exalt his glorious head,

And his high throne maintain;

Shall strike the powers and princes dead,

Who dare oppose his reign.