To-day our Lord went up on high,

And so our songs we raise;

To Him with strong desire we cry

To keep us in His grace,

For we poor sinners here beneath

Are dwelling still 'mid woe and death,

All hope in Him we place.

Hallelujah.

Thank God that now the way is made!

The cherub-guarded door,

Through Him on whom our help was laid,

Stands open evermore;

Who knoweth this is glad at heart,

And swift prepares him to depart

Where Christ is gone before.

Hallelujah.

Our heavenward course begins when we

Have found our Father, God,

And join us to His sons, and flee

The paths that once we trod;

For He looks down, and they look up,

They feel His love, they live in hope,

Until they meet their Lord.

Hallelujah.

Then all the depths of joy that lie

In this day we shall know,

When we are made like Him on high,

Whom we confess below,

When bathed in life's eternal flood

We dwell with Him, the highest Good:

God grant us this to know!

Hallelujah.