Since Christ is gone to heaven, His home

I too must one day share;

And in this hope I overcome

All anguish, all despair;

For where the Head is, well we know

The members He hath left below

In time He gathers there.

Since Christ hath reach'd His glorious throne

And mighty gifts are His,

My heart can rest in heaven alone,

On earth my Lord I miss,

I long to be with Him on high,

And heart and thoughts would hourly fly

Where now my treasure is.

From Thy ascension let such grace,

My Lord, be found in me,

That steadfast faith may guide my ways

Unfaltering up to Thee,

And at Thy voice I may depart

With joy to dwell where Thou, Lord, art;

Oh grant this prayer to me!