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2 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.

3 Our great High Priest hath gone before. Now on His Church His grace to pour,

And still His love He giveth:
Oh may our hearts to Him ascend,
May all within us upward tend
To Him who ever liveth!

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GOD is gone up with a merry noise
Of saints that sing on high;
With His own right hand and His holy arm
He hath won the victory!

2 Now empty are the courts of death,

And crushed thy sting, despair; And roses bloom in the desert tomb, For Jesus hath been there!

3 And He hath tamed the strength of hell,

And dragged him through the sky, And captive behind His chariot wheel He hath bound captivity.

4 God is gone up with a merry noise

Of saints that sing on high; With His own right hand and His holy arm He hath won the victory!

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HE is gone—beyond the skies,
A cloud receives Him from our eyes;
Gone beyond the highest height
Of mortal gaze or angels' flight;
Through the veil of time and space,
Passed into the Holiest Place;
All the toil, the sorrow done,
All the battle fought and won.

2 He is gone—and we return,
And our hearts within us burn;
Olivet no more shall greet

With welcome shout His coming feet;
Never shall we track Him more
On Gennesareth's glistening shore;
Never in that look or voice
Shall Zion's hill again rejoice.

3 He is gone—and we remain
In this world of sin and pain;
In the void which He has left,
On this earth of Him bereft,
We have still His work to do,
We can still His path pursue;
Seek Him both in friend and foe,
In ourselves His image show.

4 He is gone—we heard Him say,
"Good that I should go away."
Gone is that dear Form and Face,
But not gone His present grace:

Though Himself no more we see,
Comfortless we cannot be;
No! His Spirit still is ours,
Quickening, freshening all our powers.

5 He is gone—towards their goal
World and Church must onwards roll;
Far behind we leave the past;
Forwards are our glances cast:

Still His words before us range
Through the ages, as they change:
Wheresoe'er the Truth shall lead,
He will give whate'er we need.

6 He is gone—but we once more
Shall behold Him as before;

In the heaven of heavens the same,
As on earth He went and came.
In the many mansions there,
Place for us will He prepare:
In that world, unseen, unknown,
He and we may yet be one.

7 He is gone—but, not in vain,
Wait, until He comes again:
He is risen, He is not here,
Far above this earthly sphere:
Evermore in heart and mind,
Where our peace in Him we find,
To our own eternal Friend,
Thitherward let us ascend.

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OYE who love the Lord, And feel His quickening power, Unite with one accord His goodness to adore; To heaven and earth aloud proclaim Your great Redeemer's glorious name.

2 He left His throne above,

His glory laid aside,
Came down on wings of love,

And wept, and bled, and died:
The pangs He bore what tongue can tell,
To save our souls from death and hell?

3 He burst the grave; He rose

Victorious from the dead;
And thence His vanquished foes

In glorious triumph led:
Up through the heavens the Conqueror rode
Triumphant to the throne of God.

4 He soon again will come—

His chariot will not stay—
To take His children home

To realms of endless day:
We there shall see Him face to face,
And sing the triumphs of His grace.

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COME, Holy Ghost, eternal God,
Proceeding from above—
Both from the Father and the Son —
The God of peace and love.

2 Visit our minds, into our hearts

Thy heavenly grace inspire;
That truth and godliness we may
Pursue with full desire.

3 Thou art the very Comforter

In grief and all distress;
The heavenly gift of God most high,
No tongue can it' express:

4 The fountain and the living spring

Of joy celestial;
The fire so bright, the love so sweet,
And unction spiritual.

5 Thou in Thy gifts art manifold,

By them Christ's Church doth stand; In faithful hearts Thou writ'st Thy law, The finger of God's hand.

6 According to Thy promise, Lord,

Thou givest speech with grace,
That through Thy help God's praises may.
Resound in every place.

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