Hymn XXXVII. For Ascention Day.
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After our Saviour was risen from the Dead; and
had many times shewed himselfe to his Disciples,
he ascended visibly up into heaven in their presence.
In memoriall of which Ascention; and, to praise
God for so exalting the humane-Nature, we celebrate this Day.
Sing this as the 117. Psalme.
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To God, with heart, and cheerfull voice,
A Triumph Song, we sing;
And, with true Thankfulnes rejoice
In our Almighty King.
We to his Glory will record
(Who are but dust and clay)
What Honour he did us afford,
On his Ascention-Day.
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The humane-Nature, which of late,
Beneath his Angels was;
He called up, from that estate,
Vnto a higher Place.
For, at Mans feet all Creatures bow:
To him, they subject be:
And, at God's right hand, throned now,
In Glorie, sitteth He.
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Our Lord, and brother, who put on
Such Flesh as this we wear;
Before us, up to Heav'n is gone,
Our Places to prepare.
Captivitie, was captive then,
And, He doth from above,
Send Ghostly-Presents down to Men;
For Tokens of his Love.
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Each Doore, and Everlasting-Gate,
To him, hath lifted bin;
And, in a glorious-wise, thereat,
Our King is entred in.
Whom, if to follow we regard;
With Love, and leave we may:
For, he hath all the means prepar'd;
And made an open way.
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Then follow; follow on apace
Our Captain to attend;
In that supream and blessed Place,
Whereto he did ascend.
And, for his Honour, let our Voice
A shout, so heartie make;
That Heav'n may at our Joy rejoice,
And Hels foundation shake.
