Divine hymns Upon the Nativity, Passion, Resurrection, and Ascension, of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ, &c. Written By the late Reverend and Learned Dr. Henry More ... At the Request of a Person of Quality |
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AN HYMN Upon CHRIST's Ascension.
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AN HYMN Upon CHRIST's Ascension.
God is ascended up on high
With merry noise of Trumpet's sound,
And Princely seated in the Sky,
Rules over all the World around.
With merry noise of Trumpet's sound,
And Princely seated in the Sky,
Rules over all the World around.
The Tabernacle did of old
His Presence to the Jews restrain:
But after in our Flesh enfold,
A larger Empire he did gain.
His Presence to the Jews restrain:
But after in our Flesh enfold,
A larger Empire he did gain.
For suffering in Humane Flesh
For all, He rich Redemption wrought,
And will with lasting Life refresh
His Heritage so dearly bought.
For all, He rich Redemption wrought,
And will with lasting Life refresh
His Heritage so dearly bought.
Sing Praises then, sing Praises loud
Unto our Universal King:
He who ascended on a Cloud,
To him all Land and Praises sing.
Unto our Universal King:
He who ascended on a Cloud,
To him all Land and Praises sing.
Captivity he Captive led,
Triumphing o're the Powers of Hell,
And struck their Eyes with Glory dread
Who in the Airy Regions dwell.
Triumphing o're the Powers of Hell,
And struck their Eyes with Glory dread
Who in the Airy Regions dwell.
In Humane Flesh and Shape he went,
Adorned with his Passion Scars;
Which in Heaven's sight he did present
More glorious than the glittering Stars.
Adorned with his Passion Scars;
Which in Heaven's sight he did present
More glorious than the glittering Stars.
O happy Pledge of Pardon sure,
And of an endless blissful State,
Since Humane Nature once made pure
For Heav'n becomes so fit a Mate!
And of an endless blissful State,
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For Heav'n becomes so fit a Mate!
Lord raise our sinking Minds therefore
Up to our proper Country dear,
And purify us evermore,
To fit us for those Regions clear.
Up to our proper Country dear,
And purify us evermore,
To fit us for those Regions clear.
Let our Converse be still above,
Where Christ at thy right hand doth sit;
And quench in us all worldly Love,
That with thy self our Souls may knit.
Where Christ at thy right hand doth sit;
And quench in us all worldly Love,
That with thy self our Souls may knit.
Make us all Earthly things despise,
And freely part with this World's good,
That we may win that Heav'nly prize
Which Christ has purchas'd with his Blood
And freely part with this World's good,
That we may win that Heav'nly prize
Which Christ has purchas'd with his Blood
That when he shall return again
In Clouds of Glory as he went,
Our Souls no foulness may retain,
But be found pure and Innocent.
In Clouds of Glory as he went,
Our Souls no foulness may retain,
But be found pure and Innocent.
And so may mount to his bright Hosts
On Eagle's wings up to the Sky,
And be conducted to the Coasts
Of everlasting Bliss and Joy.
On Eagle's wings up to the Sky,
And be conducted to the Coasts
Of everlasting Bliss and Joy.
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